Merry Christmas, my fellow snarkers!
May your baguettes be buttered
And your Winstons full of mice
May your cankles fit in your boots, or it isn’t very nice
From the apple orchards of Seattle, and all across Puget Sound
First dumped by Chris and Joe, then Rick — but now a Fisherman she’s found
Baguette will arrive in their lives at a quick clip no doubt,
And in 2023 we’ll wax lyrical with so much to talk about
Elle, a mom — it will be such fun!
She’ll trade La Mer for Le diapèrs —and cashmere for baby poop
All the while us Tattlers will be keeping in the loop
Elle, good luck
On the journey ahead
Because it will be hard
From a European Princess to simply just ~ Le mom ~
But even with this baby trap Elle seems to have no qualms
My Tattlers will continue into 2023
With Elle, her mom and wee Gigi, its now the Lecocq Bourgeoisie
Goodnight and good luck, Fisherman!