.Elle dansait avec sa chèvre
Sabots, castagnettes d'argent
Dans l'anneau noirâtre des gens
Qui l'aspirait comme une lèvre
Mais aussi tout là haut, là haut
La regardaient maintes gargouilles
Regards de pierre... L'un se mouille
C'est l'Åil bleu de Quasimodo
Et le .
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