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    étoile buissonnière

    novembre nous envacance
    en liberté rieuse.
    Neige que veux tu?
    j'attends comme une enfant
    ce noël que je voulais prématuré.
    Tu ris de mes enfantillages
    je fée ce que je veux
    je m'envole clochette
    je carotte mes tabagies passées.
    je marmone et bougonne
     les affreux du mépris
    et j'asticotte
    des philosophes de conte soir,
    ces hableurs saluant
    des Apollon de bac à sable.
    Les Côteries s'ennuient
    s'infatuent le nombril,
    s'hypocrisent en sourires,
    se croisent et se démêlent
    le temps passe
    au café brûlé...
     
    Demain, prenons la route,
    novembre nous envacance
    en liberté rieuse.
     
     

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    La vacance des vacances est une perle de bijou, moment de découverte au jardin des sensations...
    Nous
    Nov. 5
    Vianneywrote:
    Vous m'amenez Princesse?
    Nov. 2
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    gargoulligoullia wrote:
    entre la peur qui rôde et les nerfs désenfumés, tu rêves à Noël.. "la poesia es una arma cargada de futuro "
    Nov. 2

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