Même quand l'oiseau marche on sent qu'il a des ailes.
Il y a un poème à faire sur l'oiseau qui n'a qu'une aile.
Nuit d'amour qui semblait fuir entre deux dimanches, Tel un grand oiseau noir dont les ailes sont blanches.
Et toi, sors des étangs léthéens et ramasse En t'en venant la vase et les pâles roseaux, Cher Ennui, pour boucher d'une main jamais lasse Les grands trous bleus que font méchamment les oiseaux.
Les petits oiseaux entretiennent l'amitié.
Fais que je puisse atteindre la branche des oiseaux !
Chaque Oiseau A la couleur De son cri.
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