.Elle marchait en pensant à tous ses soucis
En sortant d'la boulangerie
Ah, la vie tortueuse est pleine de tracas
Avec La baguette sous le bras
Pour rentrer chez soi, faut marcher>
La baguette, elle, faut la mâcher>
Mâcher en marchant
Elle se disait "Le monde n'est.
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