Sunday, June 18, 2017

E n pensant, of course — et en lui ayant dit — au docteur

« Give me a doctor partridge-plump
Short in the leg and broad in the rump
An endomorph with gentle hands
Who’ll never make absurd demands
That I abandon all my vices
Nor pull a long face in a crisis,
But with a twinkle in his eye
Will tell me that I have to die. »



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