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                                                                                                   Ecoutez ...
                                                                                                   Ma Dame
                                                                                          le chant mélodieux
                                                                                          Du rouge-gorge
                                                                                              A l'oeil malicieux
                                                                                                   Heureux ;
 
                                                                                            Il gonfle sa gorge
                                                                                          D'un rouge des feux      
                                                                                          Et de le voir
                                                                                                  Dans les orges   
                                                                                         Sautiller , le curieux
                                                                                         D'un Printemps
                                                                                                        Qui se forge
                                                                                         J'en sourie
                                                                                                      Heureux ;
                                                                                          
                                                                                                      Heureux ,
                                                                                                      Ma Dame
                                                                                          De voir votre gorge
                                                                                          Rosir sous les cieux
                                                                                                  Des grains
                                                                                                   Qui s'engorgent
                                                                                       Au creux délicieux
                                                                                                De vos seins
                                                                                                   Qui regorgent
                                                                                       De cette beauté
                                                                                                  Qui m'émeut
                                                                                                  Heureux ;
                                                                                           
                                                                                                    Heureux
                                                                                           De lire sans bémol
                                                                                           Au teint lumineux
                                                                                               De vos lèvres
                                                                                                        Qui s'affolent
                                                                                                Ce désir furieux   
                                                                                           D'un baiser
                                                                                                             Au vitriol
                                                                                           Qui me laisse
                                                                                                    Cendreux
                                                                                           Mais en liesse
                                                                                                    Et heureux ;
                                                                                          
                                                                                                        Ecoutez
                                                                                                       Ma Dame
                                                                                             Le chant du rossignol
                                                                                            Il se perd dans les cieux
                                                                                            Comme le baiser
                                                                                                                         Gracieux
                                                                                            D'un soleil irisé
                                                                                                                       Et radieux
                                                                                            Sur le haut front
                                                                                                           Des tournesols
                                                                                                      Heureux ...   
                                                                                            
                                                                                             Pierrot de La Lune©
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