There once lived a man named Syd Carton
Whose drinking made Darnay dishearten
Syd loved Darnay's wife and would give his own life
for Lucie, who lived like a Spartan
Charles Darnay traveled to France
For he thought it was his last chance
To help an old friend
And his troubles to mend
But it caused a very bad circumstance
Madame Defarge sat knitting
and although it was not quite befitting
Her anger was red
And she would cut off the head of all aristocrats, standing or sitting
Darnay was now in deep trouble
The poor who lived in the rubble
Were rising to fight
And the flame to ignite
Their madness to kill did redouble
In the midst of the French Revolution
Sydney Carton thought up a solution
That would save Darnay's life
From the guillotine knife
He would make himself the substitution
Sydney got the whole thing arranged
Their places with each other exchanged
Home Lucie raced
Afraid she was chased
It made her sick and deranged