FEDERIQUE

                                                                                                               F aire ce que bon nous chante

                                                                                                               E t s’aimer sans pudeur

                                                                                                               D ébrider nos ardeurs

                                                                                                               E t nos passions ardentes

                                                                                                               R ien qu’un jour une nuit

                                                                                                               I ndécente et surtout

                                                                                                               Q ue cet instant soit fou

                                                                                                               U nique et inouï

                                                                                                               E t que l’on oublie tout !

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