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quand j'étais a enfoncé à Londres
il était un jeune oysterman grand
nous qui se sont tenus
donnez-moi la faim
le parfum est venu
effrayé pas plus, je dis
élever, comme vent a soufflé
je me suis tenu
à travers He va
maintenant que je me suis refroidi à vous
roulez-moi vers le bas par le pré
au-dessus du fleuve, sur la colline
une fois ce gazon mou

 



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