.Un petit vélo rouillé dans un grincement minable
Tourne sur mon oreiller, un ronde interminable
Il va le guidon tordu brinquebale les roues voilées
Indifférent et têtu sur le point de dérailler>
Petite Reine abîmée par ces courses sans victoire
Qui laisse mon âme tâchée.
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