WHO BROUGHT THE GUILLOTINE TO THE PARTY

Where did my peasants get the guillotine? That answer, I really want to know,

I ordered them all destroyed, after I used them to deal with my worker foe,

The peasants will soon chop off my royal head,

Clean the brains out, and fill the inside with lead,

Then they will fire it out of a cannon; that thought fills me with dread and woe.

LEONARDO IN MY TREE

I saw Leonardo da Vinci sitting in my dead, apple tree,

He was painting an unflattering oily portrait of little me,

I told him his painting stops,

Or I was calling up cops,

Leo ran down to the boat yard, but six cops tackled him by the sea..