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grandma poem

j'ai vu que vous hunched et tremblant sur les pierres
dites-moi pas
quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
sous un arbre de propagation de châtaigne
pourrions nous mais savoir
dans l'obscurité et la paix de mon lit final
voici se trouver une dame la plus belle
parmi la fumée et le brouillard d'un après-midi de décembre

 



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