.J'accuse mon fiel fuse, mon stylo à bille abuse
Bave sa lave sur toi, larve, jeunesse larvée, pas même sevrée
La morve au nez, fruit confiné aux conflits gratuits
Qui coûtent chers, retourne te nicher dans les nichons de ta mère
Fou saoul fous tout sans dessus dessous
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