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grandma poem

ce qui je vous doivent
roses et or
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
vous ętes mon compagnon
un stylo d'acier
et comment avez osé vous ręve de la réunion
pour pouvoir voir chaque côté de chaque question
vous dites que vous m'aimez
plantons
elle a éclaté le vin féroce
ętes vous éveillé?
les petites pričres blanches

 



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