Monday, September 17, 2018

Bifteck Saignant Avec Buerre Blanc



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Today what you don’t know
Is what you didn’t know and wouldn’t
Know and may not know you hadn’t
.
Known when you had thought
You’d known enough, but hadn’t
Learned the first thing you would
.
Need to know to know what you could
Say you knew about where you are now.
Yo! (whew!) Où es tu maintenant?

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Had you been under oath,
That is, if you had not been loath
To wed yourself by oath to vow
.
To tell the truth and nothing but the truth
Just now, you’d have to have resorted then
To vow in answer to the query ‘what words
.
Rhyme with now?’ (grâce à Dieu, pas
«maintenant») the only word that came
To you (came then to you, that is, not now)
.
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Was how. Apart from vow. And, oh yes, cow.
They said, “oh no! Not cow. Don’t even think
About the cow.” Too late, you’d thought it.
.
“You ought,” they said, “more strictly to have
fought it.” Damned vow. If only you could
Now say you forsook to take the vow!
.
But wait! You never took it.
So go ahead, think Cow – Bifteck
Saignant Avec Buerre Blanc! – and cook it.

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