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Note: Francois Villon was a French poet banished from Paris on January 5, 1463 for his "bad character." Afterward nothing was heard of his fate. Here he falls back on his love of Paris to help him in his hiding.
hobbling beggar butt for jokers to seek
victim of twilights too bright for my soul
like salt thrown on a wound of one sick and weak
still my beloved paris before me unscrolls
its quaint passages wind blown coquettes its river
o seine the beauty of you is
the city of paris and you flowing through it forever
what need then for balm of strangers pity
come night
hide me neath bushes green and lush
let no bell toll a requiem hush
