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Lé Pèrrot

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Mé, j'sis un pèrrot v'nu d'îles bein au liain,
mais mé v'chîn cârré dans l'aître d'un chorchi;
tout l'tou des globes, d'la vèrr'rie, du papi,
lé vyi rîncliote, et l'hôlouoge sonne en vain.

À l'heuthe des chorchéthons, à l'yi d'adain,
à l'êcliat d'cout'las, ès vouaix enrainchies,
qu'mes ailes d'jéhan et d'vèrtu saient craînchies,
ainchîn jé m'freûle auve d's êpitafl'yes d'cahouains.

Ainchîn! Lé v'là tchi s'sîlye souos chutte néthe votte:
un d'vîn ès cartes - s'nou-s'aime, s'nou-s'êpithouote -
un dêbaûchi en grand manté couèrt d'or, -

et j'rêve au baté, trantchil'ye dans la baie;
j'èrconnais l'solé lithant, et d'amors
j'êprouve d'oublier qu'toute chorchel'lie est laie.

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