If I absolutely had to answer, A figure from French history would be the dancer, Marie Taglioni, with grace and flair, Personifying "avoir la flemme" beyond compare.
In the realm of ballet, she reigned supreme, With her ethereal presence and dreamlike theme. But behind the scenes, a secret she kept, A laziness that in her heart deeply slept.
While others practiced tirelessly day and night, Taglioni embraced rest with all her might. She'd often skip rehearsals, claiming fatigue, Yet on stage, she'd captivate like a mystique.
Her languid movements seemed effortless and light, As if floating on air throughout the night. But it was not just talent that made her shine, It was her ability to embody "flemme" divine.
For in her laziness, there lay a hidden power, To transcend expectations in every hour. She showed us that sometimes, less is more, And through idleness, greatness can soar.
So let Marie Taglioni forever be known, As the embodiment of "avoir la flemme" shown. In her indolence, she found strength and grace, A true testament to the human race.