Come see a play about a family
Who argued back and forth like you and me
They had a guest who they could not abide
Who tried seducing mom and stole and lied
He stopped all their fun and told them not to rest
He simply would not leave, this pesky guest.
Papa was taken in—as Papas always are—
Not so the kids, although their Grandmama
Had been transfixed by Tartuffe’s lying ways
And left and said she’d not return for days.
They had a pretty smart and wily maid
Who plotted to expose the cowardly…dade
That didn’t rhyme I know, but I don’t care—
Come see the show, it’s written by Molière!