A French style poem for a Fool of France

Let them eat cake,
if they have no bread.
For heaven's sake,
eat cake instead!

If they have no bread
to eat with their butter,
eat cake instead.
Then nothings the matter.

To eat with their butter,
they can have lobster.
Then nothings the matter!
What's that big mob for?

They can have lobster,
a lamb chop overhead.
What's that big mob for?
They break in still unfed

all and chop off her head.
Hungry for blood,
they break in still unfed.
Scouring France in a flood.

Hungry for blood,
for heaven's sake,
scouring France in a flood,
let them eat cake.