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J'ai retrouvé ce petit poème en Anglais que j'avais écrit en 200r et longtemps cherché. Le voici, il est mignon, parle du
printemps, bon c'est l'automne maintenant mais tant pis!
A WHIFF OF PERFUME
A whiff of perfume I send you
A bit oriental and flowery too
Surely of high class from a classy lady and not trash
A whiff that will appease
and make you think of lovely deeds
like picking spring flowers
and marvelling for hours
How can she be this lady I can't see?
The whiff does speak of summer dreams
Of ladies' desire
that make you burn bee
It's Spring again to charm you out of winter's rest
Do go in quest!
A WHIFF OF PERFUME
A whiff of perfume I send you
A bit oriental and flowery too
Surely of high class from a classy lady and not trash
A whiff that will appease
and make you think of lovely deeds
like picking spring flowers
and marvelling for hours
How can she be this lady I can't see?
The whiff does speak of summer dreams
Of ladies' desire
that make you burn bee
It's Spring again to charm you out of winter's rest
Do go in quest!
Lun 16 nov 2009
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