Ma Mignonne

In Douglas Hofstadter's extraordinary book Le ton beau de Marot he presents multiple translations of a 16th century french poem, and challenges readers to try their hands at their own translation.
You can find many attempts on the web, here's my mine (if any one out there *ever* googles their way to this page, please let me know!)

A Une Damoysell Malade Clement Marot	To a poorly little girl Botogol
Ma mignonne, Je vous donne Le bon jour; Le séjour C'est prison. Guérison Recouvrez, Puis ouvrez Votre porte Et qu'on sorte Vitement, Car Clément Le vous mande. Va, friande De ta bouche, Qui se couche En danger Pour manger Confitures; Si tu dures Trop malade, Couleur fade Tu prendras, Et perdras L'embonpoint. Dieu te doint Santé bonne, Ma mignonne	Princess mine, Just a line t'say 'hello'; You're so low Jailed all day. That I say Get well soon! Leave the room Walk outside, - door is wide -. Run, even, Uncle Stephen Tells you so. Out you go Cure your ill have your fill of bread 'n' jam. Or - I am Warning you - If your flu Lingers on You'll be wan Pale and thin Haggard skin. Trust in me God will see You'll be fine, Princess mine.

Here's a great discussion of Hofstadter and his works