“Mais ça coute, que ces gosses fichus!
B’en, quoi! Faut qu’i’s soient perdus!”
(I’ve quite omitted to explain
That they were natives of Touraine;
I see I must translate.)
“Of course it must be done, and still,”
The wife remarked, “it makes me ill.”
“You bet!” replied her mate:
“But we’ve both of us counted the cost,
And the kids simply have to be lost!”