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 Arriv'd at Paris with his dog,
 * Which he for safety muzzled,

The French flock'd round him, all agog,
 * And much poor was puzzled.

He went into a tavern straight,
 * Where viands smok'd around,

And having gaz'd at ev'ry plate,
 * He sat in thought profound.

He ask'd who gave so fine a feast,
 * As fine as e'er he saw;

The landlord, shrugging at his guest,
 * Said "Je vous n'entends pas."