.Après le premier café et puis les deux biscottes
Elles mettent sur leurs joues de la poudre de riz
Referment derrière elles toujours si mal leur porte
On les vole sans bruit entre onze heures et midi
Elles portent un cabas, leur épaule se penche
Sur quelques pommes rouges d'u.
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