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baby shower poem

les montagnes ils sont les gens silencieux
il y a bien longtemps, dans le jeune clair de lune
aimez-moi enfin, ou si vous pas
quand je suis retourné au coucher du soleil
souvent je pense ŕ la belle ville
pourrions nous mais savoir
j'ai vu la premičre poire
tous apaisent le long du potomac
elle a entendu les enfants jouer au soleil
allé avant nous

 



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