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pumpkin poem

par le rivage, par la mer
il y a une ville, builded par aucune main
souvent je pense à la belle ville
nous cassons le verre dont le vin sacré
s'il
il raconte de bonnes vieilles périodes
glooms des vivre-chênes
voici se trouver une dame la plus belle
les jours endeared à chaque MUSE
de la chanson et du rêve pour jamais allé
gloom
ce que je souhaite remarquer
sous la lune de moisson
pour ces bras blancs au sujet de mon cou

 



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