"Il Est Bel Et Bon" by Pierre Passereau (SATB Kazoo)

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Il est bel est bon, bon, bon, commère, mon mari,
Il était deux femmes toutes d'un pays,
Disant l'une à l'autre avez bon mari?
Il ne me courrouce ne me bat aussi.
Il fait le ménage,
Il donne aux poulailles,
Et je prends mes plaisirs.
Commère c'est pour rire
Quand les poulailles crient:
Co, co, co, co, de, petite coquette, qu'est ceci?

[@Davmm96]

That's especially the ultra-niche content I'm looking for :) Awsome!

[@DevvyBoyOllie]

Mhm, this makes me want to sit in a chair made of gold while drinking wine that is also infact made of gold. Makes me feel all fancy.

[@outofideas7]

The description wasn’t necessary because I cannot hear words

[@yacinekellil3103]

why do i feel like its the best music i heard and the worst one XDD its realley good any way

[@steveminecraft4364]

You should try minecraft!