Beignet de Pomme.

’Mid fritters and lollipops though we may roam,

On the whole, there is nothing like Beignet de Pomme.

Of flour a pound, with a glass of milk share,

And a half pound of butter the mixture will bear.

Pomme! Pomme! Beignet de Pomme!

Of Beignets there’s none like Beignet de Pomme.

A Beignet de Pomme, you will work at in vain,

If you stir not the mixture again and again;