Classic Poem

This is Paris, s'il vous plait , —
Careless, debonair, and gay,
Love and laughter, song and shout,
Women, wine, and merry bout.

This is Paris, le voici , —
Music, mirth, and misery,
Art divine, and sodden shame,
Glory, poverty, and fame.

This is Paris, ecoutez , —
After night must come the day,
Weak, inconstant, yea, accurst,
Folly's bubble soon will burst.