Patrice Faubert

Aménité

Dans le lointain
Du petit chemin
Une belle dame, amoureusement
Promenait son enfant
Et, c'était bien souvent
Que ce coquin la palpait
Je l'enviais imaginairement
Quand elle baisait son petit robinet
Ô douceur
De la caresse
Ô belle sueur
D'une sans égale paresse
Hélas, l'adolescence
N'est plus l'enfance
Et, c'est d'une belle larme
Que l'on quitte ce charme

Patrice Faubert ( 1972 ) pouète , puète , peuète , paraphysicien ( http://patrice.faubert.over-blog.com/ ) Pat dit l'invité sur " hiway. fr "

 

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