Yes, my sweet kitty, the mini
Yes, the mini is the mania
Is Mélanie’s mania
Mélanie Amé’s friend lie
Amélie whose sweet breasts
Sweet breasts of nanny molded
In soft laminated wools
And mixed with Milanese linen
Amélie whose soft nenas
Have given © à l'ami Milou
(Milou the lunatic from Limoux)
The idea of u200bu200bbringing kitties
Small kitties from Lima
Meowing in the canopies of damascus
And whose lama mines
Gave a thousand ideas to Leda
Léda whose ten milk teeth
Laminated male calves
Of a sick Malay beggar
Dining on starched amoeba
But even starched amoeba
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Emmielled in moist bile
The amoeba, friend, undermines the gut
And the so-called adored patient
Whose calves Leda filed
Individually the evil gave
Lady Leda helped him
And Léda whose libido
Request in the lower back
A thousand slow animal mimis
To the sweet twinks gave the ailments
And the twinks provided with ailments
Beggar from noon to midnight
Milk for Amélie's babies
Have it, the cursed ones, coated with amoebas
And illness undermined her
Amélie with her plump breasts
And a thousand ills demolished her
Mother's sweet face
Mélanie put him to sleep
Sick, ugly, wet back
And gave him two fingers of water
Mud from the Lido baths
Say, in there, where is the mini?
Where is Mélanie's mini?
Clever the threadbare mini
Mélanie the threadbare
Ah, la, la, la, la, what a hodgepodge, say
Ah, la, la, la, la, what a hodgepodge, say

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