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;