.Mon oiseau est triste, rien d'autre n'existe
Que sa trapéziste à demi-vêtue.
Le loup se muselle pour sa petite gazelle
Et devant chez elle, un agent le tue.
Que l'on est bête quand on est amoureux.
Que l'on est bête mais comme on est heureux.
En amour, l'esprit est une enc.
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