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Parmi des velours pourpre je bise
le crane chauve. Il est marron et on le sent comme un cierge. Les bisous lui ont fondu son milieu. Sur ses tempes goutte du sang et bâton du rouge. Le Saint a sept têtes -l'une je bise. Combien des têtes A eu son dragon ?
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