tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52833134632684368582011-12-14T06:30:33.321-08:00thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.comBlogger1471100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-72976337536271412722011-12-14T06:30:00.000-08:002011-12-14T06:30:33.330-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQG17G72Okg/Tuiwr6BSioI/AAAAAAAAENc/qJmDoociw6U/s1600/tumblr_lqrl9f4frY1qf80m9o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qQG17G72Okg/Tuiwr6BSioI/AAAAAAAAENc/qJmDoociw6U/s320/tumblr_lqrl9f4frY1qf80m9o1_400.jpg" width="250" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Lorsqu'il se concentrait bien<br />le Professeur savait lire<br />dans l'ombre des fleurs<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-7297633753627141272?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-70261913849012393692011-11-17T05:17:00.000-08:002011-11-17T05:17:05.106-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GazwDdXtx9s/TsUI1eXRC-I/AAAAAAAAEHU/Ir6T5F9vA0Q/s1600/tumblr_lt2l37WzEB1qa51rdo1_r1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GazwDdXtx9s/TsUI1eXRC-I/AAAAAAAAEHU/Ir6T5F9vA0Q/s320/tumblr_lt2l37WzEB1qa51rdo1_r1_400.jpg" width="215" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chaque jour<br />l'enfant qui voulait haïr<br />tentait de transformer ses larmes<br />en balles explosives à tête creuse<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-7026191384901239369?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-16527757366241798382011-11-09T05:36:00.000-08:002011-11-09T05:36:52.157-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9T5rvoJVIzI/TrqBJLAQuoI/AAAAAAAAEGE/VXhr3ycahnE/s1600/tumblr_lm4gehO8F21qa51rdo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9T5rvoJVIzI/TrqBJLAQuoI/AAAAAAAAEGE/VXhr3ycahnE/s320/tumblr_lm4gehO8F21qa51rdo1_500.jpg" width="258" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Finalement l'homme<br />qui a vu l'homme<br />qui a vu l'ours<br />fut le dernier<br />à voir l'ours<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-1652775736624179838?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-77920163951611518392011-11-09T05:05:00.000-08:002011-11-09T05:05:05.330-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lCaop6bvsMI/Trp6NWLws6I/AAAAAAAAEF0/Ql5cneYXlEE/s1600/tumblr_lt2mxm947C1qa51rdo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lCaop6bvsMI/Trp6NWLws6I/AAAAAAAAEF0/Ql5cneYXlEE/s320/tumblr_lt2mxm947C1qa51rdo1_500.jpg" width="184" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Participer à une revue littéraire<br />Fonder une revue littéraire<br />Devenir une revue littéraire<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-7792016395161151839?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-87962319224590971552011-10-25T02:08:00.000-07:002011-10-25T02:08:37.845-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nItFY-qEjT8/TqZ7xOCVF6I/AAAAAAAAEBk/FVCeW-O3Zk0/s1600/tumblr_lsiejrGETb1r3t9xio1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nItFY-qEjT8/TqZ7xOCVF6I/AAAAAAAAEBk/FVCeW-O3Zk0/s320/tumblr_lsiejrGETb1r3t9xio1_400.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Le précoce était prêt<br />à dompter l'univers<br />Les hommes et les bêtes<br />le sang et l'acier<br />Bientôt il jonglerait<br />avec des ébarbeuses<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-8796231922459097155?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-21349218358527906832011-10-04T05:03:00.000-07:002011-10-04T05:03:15.982-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fpid7EtLV0g/Tor1rvEMlMI/AAAAAAAAD-k/BicZ63L7mek/s1600/tumblr_ls9d7wqqfr1qabj53o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fpid7EtLV0g/Tor1rvEMlMI/AAAAAAAAD-k/BicZ63L7mek/s320/tumblr_ls9d7wqqfr1qabj53o1_500.jpg" width="208" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Depuis naissance et jusqu'à trépas<br />Jack l'éventreur de bretzel<br />avait moult comptes à régler<br />avec brioche salée<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2134921835852790683?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-32668069661045803792011-09-28T00:19:00.000-07:002011-09-28T00:19:48.193-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1sZdhJT3MU/ToLKLa6Dr9I/AAAAAAAAD-E/Y7Z8etVaJ6M/s1600/tumblr_lrjfwtC5IN1qbqtleo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x1sZdhJT3MU/ToLKLa6Dr9I/AAAAAAAAD-E/Y7Z8etVaJ6M/s320/tumblr_lrjfwtC5IN1qbqtleo1_400.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Depuis qu'il connaissait<br />un certain succès<br />Prosper Pépouz<br />sentait ses dents<br />se ramollir<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3266806966104580379?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-22766090891203520422011-09-05T02:54:00.000-07:002011-09-05T02:55:20.150-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_n-Ud8LcWQ/TmSaZhGEybI/AAAAAAAAD8M/BqeAmNX_oEQ/s1600/m-clown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_n-Ud8LcWQ/TmSaZhGEybI/AAAAAAAAD8M/BqeAmNX_oEQ/s320/m-clown.jpg" width="224" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Le lutineur du soir<br />s'entrainait sérieusement<br />à dresser les moustiques<br />et hypnotiser le vent <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2276609089120352042?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-53366828526173048752011-08-17T01:02:00.000-07:002011-08-17T01:02:42.320-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wvNmIn58sJU/Tkt1Y1tTN9I/AAAAAAAAD6k/8CyZxTB1mgU/s1600/tumblr_lnrzb5uubq1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wvNmIn58sJU/Tkt1Y1tTN9I/AAAAAAAAD6k/8CyZxTB1mgU/s320/tumblr_lnrzb5uubq1qz6f9yo1_500.jpg" width="257" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Bernadette América <br />était prête à conquérir<br />les rives noires de l'avenir<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-5336682852617304875?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-7631879849181839422011-07-19T02:33:00.000-07:002011-07-19T02:34:21.914-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Ibz3aahcw/TiVO8oid03I/AAAAAAAAD44/P_k5PxZZ9A4/s1600/tumblr_lak03tzSG41qzijdpo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h8Ibz3aahcw/TiVO8oid03I/AAAAAAAAD44/P_k5PxZZ9A4/s320/tumblr_lak03tzSG41qzijdpo1_500.jpg" width="238" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">Mister Pumpkin se disait bien</div><div style="text-align: left;">que cette invitation à souper</div><div style="text-align: left;">avait quelque chose de louche</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-763187984918183942?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-65851827097128693082011-07-04T01:14:00.000-07:002011-07-04T01:14:03.710-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rcVdj8Eb1Yo/ThF0wBAHhWI/AAAAAAAAD2o/YsPGIyytyEk/s1600/tumblr_kyo1acGR4Z1qa9b8ro1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rcVdj8Eb1Yo/ThF0wBAHhWI/AAAAAAAAD2o/YsPGIyytyEk/s320/tumblr_kyo1acGR4Z1qa9b8ro1_500.jpg" width="273" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Perro de nada<br />brisait les têtes comme des noix<br />jusqu'à 18h car à 18h03<br />commençait sa leçon de samba<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6585182709712869308?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-35904666737545631452011-06-30T06:16:00.000-07:002011-06-30T08:22:46.009-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aqRT73Pua6c/Tgx1ACCN-AI/AAAAAAAAD2A/8Ta_g5OxCg0/s1600/tumblr_li8c91FSY61qzpnme.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aqRT73Pua6c/Tgx1ACCN-AI/AAAAAAAAD2A/8Ta_g5OxCg0/s320/tumblr_li8c91FSY61qzpnme.jpg" width="211" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Il arrivait à la gymnaste<br />de se demander si elle possédait<br />bien toutes les données<br />pour faire des bébés<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3590466673754563145?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-65279318676314683392011-06-15T00:40:00.000-07:002011-06-15T02:32:05.665-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nx6m2KkNtGg/TfhhLiqIw7I/AAAAAAAADzw/DjMXaABGRI4/s1600/tumblr_lk3z11SeZv1qbmgeto1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nx6m2KkNtGg/TfhhLiqIw7I/AAAAAAAADzw/DjMXaABGRI4/s320/tumblr_lk3z11SeZv1qbmgeto1_500.jpg" width="229" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mimi Safari nourrissait<br />la secrète et délicate ambition<br />de rayer l'horizon afin <br />d'y camoufler ses amis<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6527931867631468339?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-35294501887786187532011-06-15T00:36:00.000-07:002011-06-15T00:36:49.630-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RpVWygYrVZM/TfhgeIRagZI/AAAAAAAADzs/dsk7JhjMQIg/s1600/tumblr_llga68f4Vq1qbir6lo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RpVWygYrVZM/TfhgeIRagZI/AAAAAAAADzs/dsk7JhjMQIg/s320/tumblr_llga68f4Vq1qbir6lo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Pour L'homme qui haïssait l'oxygène<br />La seule façon d'atteindre des sommets<br />était de toucher le fond<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3529450188778618753?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-30328597713869280002011-05-31T02:26:00.000-07:002011-07-19T02:35:53.475-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-91176juW-iQ/TeSz6VGZB5I/AAAAAAAADyc/xATjSrs5EZ4/s1600/tumblr_lcq51bmANu1qa9b8ro1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="264" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-91176juW-iQ/TeSz6VGZB5I/AAAAAAAADyc/xATjSrs5EZ4/s320/tumblr_lcq51bmANu1qa9b8ro1_500.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="font-family: inherit;"><br /><span style="font-size: small;">Avant Armstrong et Gagarine</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">il y eut Minus</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">tout premier voyageur intersidéral</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3032859771386928000?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-32074454132644334022011-05-10T02:30:00.001-07:002011-05-10T02:31:50.084-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dox6nAtY2Ck/TcOnaTtqiVI/AAAAAAAADv0/mAJKvBHTbrM/s1600/tumblr_lkm1d05Tk21qza249o1_400.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dox6nAtY2Ck/TcOnaTtqiVI/AAAAAAAADv0/mAJKvBHTbrM/s400/tumblr_lkm1d05Tk21qza249o1_400.jpg" width="285" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><b>Au bout d'un certain temps</b><br /><b>L'homme qui monte se demanda</b><br /><b>s'il n'était pas en train de tomber</b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3207445413264433402?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-24172565003136437922011-05-02T01:02:00.000-07:002011-05-02T01:03:27.539-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8Zr8FUjg2Q/Tb5kyakfHEI/AAAAAAAADvY/zjOFHtYPSWQ/s1600/tumblr_lkf1aehCaC1qgve5qo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8Zr8FUjg2Q/Tb5kyakfHEI/AAAAAAAADvY/zjOFHtYPSWQ/s320/tumblr_lkf1aehCaC1qgve5qo1_500.jpg" width="254" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />La dame de coeur<br />avait un plan diabolique :<br />se transformer<br />en dame de pique<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2417256500313643792?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-17269623231532064802011-03-23T01:35:00.000-07:002011-03-23T01:36:07.848-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-baoAyPoksPQ/TYmwl6gWtII/AAAAAAAADrE/MvEVGQXvL_U/s1600/tumblr_lga12hyS2L1qzhvb8o1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="224" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-baoAyPoksPQ/TYmwl6gWtII/AAAAAAAADrE/MvEVGQXvL_U/s320/tumblr_lga12hyS2L1qzhvb8o1_500.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Le magicien sensible<br />ne pouvait se résoudre<br />à faire définitivement disparaître<br />ses merveilleux petits lapins<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-1726962323153206480?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-60308576525697145232011-03-23T01:33:00.000-07:002011-03-23T01:33:16.604-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gTRegSxE-0s/TYmv597hPeI/AAAAAAAADrA/LvvxG_GEMd4/s1600/tumblr_leqktqCzwe1qazcrgo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="184" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gTRegSxE-0s/TYmv597hPeI/AAAAAAAADrA/LvvxG_GEMd4/s320/tumblr_leqktqCzwe1qazcrgo1_500.gif" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />L'homme de l'ombre<br />avait pris son temps<br />mais il était à présent bien décidé<br />à prendre la tête du Parti<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6030857652569714523?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-57323405892236237072011-03-03T06:16:00.000-08:002011-03-03T06:16:17.336-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--VRB_0jSAWg/TW-iTznldGI/AAAAAAAADo4/tbiFKLmrZl8/s1600/tumblr_lf6lv5urkp1qbmgeto1_500%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--VRB_0jSAWg/TW-iTznldGI/AAAAAAAADo4/tbiFKLmrZl8/s320/tumblr_lf6lv5urkp1qbmgeto1_500%255B1%255D.png" width="232" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Marion Cumin avait une thèse<br />une sombre histoire de tubes<br />et de pierres phosphorescentes<br />Mais pour le moment<br />il valait mieux garder tout cela secret<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-5732340589223623707?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-11033779886784651282011-03-03T05:44:00.000-08:002011-05-02T01:04:06.542-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-46G5UerhB-o/TW-a82Da4UI/AAAAAAAADo0/jSWAYXI8XLA/s1600/tumblr_lc4ir9RWwD1qdkesjo1_400%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-46G5UerhB-o/TW-a82Da4UI/AAAAAAAADo0/jSWAYXI8XLA/s320/tumblr_lc4ir9RWwD1qdkesjo1_400%255B1%255D.jpg" width="239" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />La femme citron<br />avait un goût de viande<br />allez comprendre !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-1103377988678465128?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-68960036048213055122011-01-29T01:42:00.001-08:002011-01-29T01:42:14.956-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TUPgs7tKkmI/AAAAAAAADl4/MIkNkSZbo30/s1600/tumblr_kqyzh2SCjC1qzu6nxo1_500%255B1%255D.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TUPgs7tKkmI/AAAAAAAADl4/MIkNkSZbo30/s320/tumblr_kqyzh2SCjC1qzu6nxo1_500%255B1%255D.png" width="213" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Que demander de plus ?<br />Le Docteur Matthew<br />aimait les choux<br />et les choux aimaient<br />le Docteur Matthew<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6896003604821305512?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-66793535510984943452011-01-12T02:25:00.000-08:002011-01-14T06:55:26.656-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TS2BFJ28-yI/AAAAAAAADkg/oP7Tw-cHTKc/s1600/tumblr_lerb8yk9WO1qbeumgo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TS2BFJ28-yI/AAAAAAAADkg/oP7Tw-cHTKc/s320/tumblr_lerb8yk9WO1qbeumgo1_400.jpg" width="247" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chaque soir lorsque le jour<br />se glissait sous les draps <br />Pépé binocle l'aidait à s'endormir<br />en lui lisant une histoire<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6679353551098494345?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-49998911945892359332011-01-12T02:07:00.000-08:002011-01-12T02:07:20.298-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TS19F--5WGI/AAAAAAAADkc/8ARgmPmmje0/s1600/tumblr_letbtqE0q91qbeumgo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TS19F--5WGI/AAAAAAAADkc/8ARgmPmmje0/s320/tumblr_letbtqE0q91qbeumgo1_400.jpg" width="214" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />L'enfant Vampire<br />se nourrissait<br />du sang tiède<br />de nos mensonges<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-4999891194589235933?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-44560552426821721432010-12-13T02:51:00.000-08:002010-12-13T02:51:16.591-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TQX5u40JCEI/AAAAAAAADiU/ttQDtcNR2ig/s1600/tumblr_lb6q5xHkqq1qzv1tno1_500%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="259" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TQX5u40JCEI/AAAAAAAADiU/ttQDtcNR2ig/s320/tumblr_lb6q5xHkqq1qzv1tno1_500%255B1%255D.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Trois choses que Polak <br />ne supportait pas<br />Les douaniers<br />les coups de fusils<br />et les petits pois<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-4456055242682172143?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-75699335992919691462010-12-03T05:33:00.000-08:002010-12-03T05:33:31.023-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TPjwaitd-oI/AAAAAAAADhg/P2jYDPC1Xrg/s1600/tumblr_lbuj3jy6nL1qzjmo0o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TPjwaitd-oI/AAAAAAAADhg/P2jYDPC1Xrg/s400/tumblr_lbuj3jy6nL1qzjmo0o1_500.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Qu'à cela ne tienne !<br />Les sirènes lui avaient piqué<br />son marin<br />Zizi Sardine leurs piquerait<br />leurs maris.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-7569933599291969146?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-21933545743184499092010-11-17T01:04:00.000-08:002010-11-17T01:04:54.892-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TOOaSPetmrI/AAAAAAAADgM/k0oo470kn8U/s1600/tumblr_l0emb0ErRn1qz9l4h.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TOOaSPetmrI/AAAAAAAADgM/k0oo470kn8U/s320/tumblr_l0emb0ErRn1qz9l4h.jpg" width="230" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Le renard prit illicotement<br />la décision<br />de porter plainte<br />pour affabulation<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2193354574318449909?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-30477371069961102412010-10-27T00:20:00.000-07:002010-10-27T00:20:49.751-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TMfST9DdodI/AAAAAAAADeY/upcvZah6QOo/s1600/nla.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TMfST9DdodI/AAAAAAAADeY/upcvZah6QOo/s400/nla.jpg" width="283" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Le botaniste<br />se lissa les moustaches<br />de surprise<br />Nul doute à présent<br />que le ciel<br />était en pierre<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3047737106996110241?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-82272955826980097812010-10-16T01:27:00.000-07:002010-10-16T01:27:20.595-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TLlfbVwj8TI/AAAAAAAADd0/G87Uar32ilg/s1600/plaguedoctordrawing%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TLlfbVwj8TI/AAAAAAAADd0/G87Uar32ilg/s400/plaguedoctordrawing%5B1%5D.jpg" width="193" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Madame la Maitresse<br />volait les petits bijoux<br />dans les yeux des enfants<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-8227295582698009781?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-65899848627369983592010-10-04T01:08:00.000-07:002010-10-04T02:56:38.311-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TKmKZDWGqlI/AAAAAAAADco/UPcvMkkNPzo/s1600/tumblr_l89nc4bFZi1qz72v7o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="202" px="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TKmKZDWGqlI/AAAAAAAADco/UPcvMkkNPzo/s400/tumblr_l89nc4bFZi1qz72v7o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Le triste cache ses laideurs<br />ce que prennent&nbsp;rarement <br />la peine de faire<br />les beaux<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6589984862736998359?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-23655114355212708622010-10-04T01:03:00.000-07:002010-10-04T02:57:43.223-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TKmJ5qXLrUI/AAAAAAAADck/mefhsbwx8sM/s1600/547860image%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TKmJ5qXLrUI/AAAAAAAADck/mefhsbwx8sM/s400/547860image%5B1%5D.jpg" width="277" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />L'équarisseur<br />avait dans le ventre<br />12 bonnes tonnes de viande morte<br />et un petit coeur tout chaud<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2365511435521270862?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-23276399840067860132010-09-28T01:20:00.000-07:002010-09-28T01:20:31.412-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TKGkgZqacwI/AAAAAAAADcE/OC2uGYlW_js/s1600/tumblr_l6tkitZBip1qzdvhio1_r1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TKGkgZqacwI/AAAAAAAADcE/OC2uGYlW_js/s320/tumblr_l6tkitZBip1qzdvhio1_r1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" width="297" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">La belle des abysses</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">était prête à descendre</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">au fond des eaux profondes</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">elle s'habille et s'exclame</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>Aller, demain je ressens !</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2327639984006786013?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-49412495509548757322010-09-10T06:46:00.000-07:002010-09-10T06:46:30.559-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TIo2Fgyo28I/AAAAAAAADZc/hQqhGCLhFZI/s1600/tumblr_l7fzlvlSGM1qb8vpu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TIo2Fgyo28I/AAAAAAAADZc/hQqhGCLhFZI/s400/tumblr_l7fzlvlSGM1qb8vpu.jpg" width="292" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />L'alambiqué s'était fait une spécialité<br />De lire dans le fond des verres<br />un peu d'avenir et beaucoup de passé<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-4941249550954875732?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-47958802188494154132010-09-08T00:47:00.000-07:002010-09-08T00:48:46.405-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TIc-jl5m4ZI/AAAAAAAADYc/2JHAJlQAT84/s1600/tumblr_l473bkuhQQ1qzyxjro1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TIc-jl5m4ZI/AAAAAAAADYc/2JHAJlQAT84/s320/tumblr_l473bkuhQQ1qzyxjro1_400.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Petit à petit</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Disparaissait</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Le musicien sans mélodie</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Petit à petit&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sans le moindre bruit</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-4795880218849415413?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-20892862647113347682010-09-08T00:40:00.000-07:002010-09-08T00:48:25.134-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TIc9YYA0XVI/AAAAAAAADYU/PhFq6XDV7z8/s1600/tumblr_l4muy6TEex1qzyxjro1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TIc9YYA0XVI/AAAAAAAADYU/PhFq6XDV7z8/s320/tumblr_l4muy6TEex1qzyxjro1_400.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">A la dernière minute</div><div style="text-align: left;">le vieux Noé avait changé</div><div style="text-align: left;">ses plans de sauvetage collectif</div><div style="text-align: left;">Pas question de rester à bord</div><div style="text-align: left;">avec tous ces bestiaux</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2089286264711334768?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-68434762593799226532010-08-30T00:16:00.000-07:002010-08-30T00:16:15.327-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/THtaULZWnDI/AAAAAAAADWc/BLW2UDxBftE/s1600/babushka%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/THtaULZWnDI/AAAAAAAADWc/BLW2UDxBftE/s320/babushka%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Babushka décida<br />de vendre sa poule <br />plume à&nbsp; plume<br />aux poètes de boue<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6843476259379922653?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-76100105001540927242010-07-23T05:36:00.000-07:002010-07-23T05:36:06.550-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TEmMTDQCDPI/AAAAAAAADQc/9T2xait0o3M/s1600/tumblr_l0f3mm6Ooc1qztk1wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TEmMTDQCDPI/AAAAAAAADQc/9T2xait0o3M/s320/tumblr_l0f3mm6Ooc1qztk1wo1_500.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Le dubitatif<br />n'avait jamais accepté l'idée<br />qu'il était plus raisonnable<br />de garder la tête sur les épaules<br />plutôt que sous les aisselles<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-7610010500154092724?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-51474418282642232042010-07-20T00:36:00.000-07:002010-07-20T00:36:13.907-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TEVQrCgDWxI/AAAAAAAADOM/ED7SqTeiLYs/s1600/Woman-wash-tub.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TEVQrCgDWxI/AAAAAAAADOM/ED7SqTeiLYs/s320/Woman-wash-tub.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Les jours sans pain Susie Baquet<br />n'eut pas été contre l'idée<br />de rincer la bouche divine<br />au savon de Marseille<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-5147441828264223204?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-50526838043457072742010-07-20T00:30:00.000-07:002010-07-20T00:30:10.453-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TEVQNLiN7hI/AAAAAAAADOE/k88y6wZHkQc/s1600/ffaa68c6052b5a53d183ce26dbcccb8f-orig.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TEVQNLiN7hI/AAAAAAAADOE/k88y6wZHkQc/s320/ffaa68c6052b5a53d183ce26dbcccb8f-orig.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Le corsaire débonnaire<br />comptait faire de sa vie<br />un long poème de sang<br />de vagin et de diamant<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-5052683804345707274?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-37346204967161035262010-06-30T01:46:00.000-07:002010-06-30T01:48:39.518-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TCsD3sKMsvI/AAAAAAAADJ0/eFBApoLSp0c/s1600/tumblr_l0mpy5tnIR1qzhy8eo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TCsD3sKMsvI/AAAAAAAADJ0/eFBApoLSp0c/s320/tumblr_l0mpy5tnIR1qzhy8eo1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Chez l'horloger<br />Il suffisait d'enfermer les secondes<br />comme on empaille un colibri<br />et le temps s'arrêtait<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3734620496716103526?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-89089832291026377312010-06-30T01:41:00.000-07:002010-06-30T01:41:44.315-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TCsCVEXkPTI/AAAAAAAADJs/TvUtyYrNKIo/s1600/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TCsCVEXkPTI/AAAAAAAADJs/TvUtyYrNKIo/s400/9.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Bien malin qui pourrait dire<br />ce que le gardien gardait<br />hareng saur, ambre, dynamite<br />peau de loutre ou passage secret<br />...?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-8908983229102637731?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-62212992917995690232010-06-30T01:29:00.000-07:002010-06-30T01:29:36.115-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TCsARapOFaI/AAAAAAAADJk/Ubbyo9xMODM/s1600/18be840dbca64de4a8fb42396f9be361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TCsARapOFaI/AAAAAAAADJk/Ubbyo9xMODM/s400/18be840dbca64de4a8fb42396f9be361.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Le soir<br />La Diva pleurait seule<br />au milieu des divans<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6221299291799569023?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-33868112732288212442010-06-26T00:26:00.000-07:002010-06-26T00:26:33.649-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TCWpfM8EWLI/AAAAAAAADIE/S9_tyo1F9eE/s1600/tumblr_l2n6k24vDs1qz9ig1o1_500%5B1%5D.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" ru="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TCWpfM8EWLI/AAAAAAAADIE/S9_tyo1F9eE/s400/tumblr_l2n6k24vDs1qz9ig1o1_500%5B1%5D.png" width="325" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Monsieur scapahandrier se sentait enfin prêt<br />à&nbsp;tourner la page et à oublier<br />sa tumultueuse rupture <br />avec Enteroctopus Dofleini<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3386811273228821244?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-87559859911791445302010-06-15T02:19:00.000-07:002010-06-15T02:19:42.099-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TBdFdxjyugI/AAAAAAAADGU/Cn0QeiHxrX0/s1600/tumblr_l0dauyxy4V1qza26jo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TBdFdxjyugI/AAAAAAAADGU/Cn0QeiHxrX0/s400/tumblr_l0dauyxy4V1qza26jo1_500.jpg" width="292" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Il voulait s'envoler<br />Il ne faisait pas le poids<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-8755985991179144530?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-7876446697649169702010-06-08T01:07:00.000-07:002010-06-15T02:17:29.573-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TA35lhQN7uI/AAAAAAAADFE/uwjRmuMw3EM/s1600/tumblr_kxjna3lhiy1qzq9w3o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TA35lhQN7uI/AAAAAAAADFE/uwjRmuMw3EM/s400/tumblr_kxjna3lhiy1qzq9w3o1_400.jpg" width="205" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Clémentine restait clémente<br />avec la gente masculine<br />Pour elle l'homme n'était pas plus<br />qu'un monstre tendre et dégoutant<br />prêt à tartiner sa tartine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-787644669764916970?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-24061877175017601762010-06-08T00:57:00.000-07:002010-06-08T00:57:58.864-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TA33aLLHMHI/AAAAAAAADE8/7a3g1F1W1xs/s1600/tumblr_kza8n51lsS1qzyxjro1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TA33aLLHMHI/AAAAAAAADE8/7a3g1F1W1xs/s400/tumblr_kza8n51lsS1qzyxjro1_400.jpg" width="292" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mettre le monde en boîte<br />et la boîte sur des roues<br />et les roues dans le bon sens<br />et la pente dégagée<br />Ah vraiment Pour le mécano<br />il s'en faudrait de peu<br />pour que tout tourne rond<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2406187717501760176?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-54476745910893759842010-06-08T00:53:00.000-07:002010-06-08T00:53:07.811-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TA32QQC5ViI/AAAAAAAADE0/_YWeDxDiXKY/s1600/tumblr_l3eox5AUnv1qztk1wo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/TA32QQC5ViI/AAAAAAAADE0/_YWeDxDiXKY/s320/tumblr_l3eox5AUnv1qztk1wo1_500.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Madame L'impudique<br />avait pour devise<br />de chaque jour porter<br />sa carcasse en bijou<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-5447674591089375984?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-14056423364750641872010-05-19T01:21:00.000-07:002010-05-19T01:21:45.869-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S_OfM5unxrI/AAAAAAAADBU/if9kKpemY0c/s1600/tumblr_kyf9a8xTSM1qzp6gmo1_r1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S_OfM5unxrI/AAAAAAAADBU/if9kKpemY0c/s400/tumblr_kyf9a8xTSM1qzp6gmo1_r1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Cousine machine<br />avait la grâce des boules de poils<br />qui bouche le siphon de la cuisine<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-1405642336475064187?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-76049639994352698102010-05-19T01:19:00.000-07:002010-05-19T01:19:33.694-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S_Oetv0j-xI/AAAAAAAADBM/Am0OS2x6MNo/s1600/tumblr_l0wpixEVwg1qaiyl9o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S_Oetv0j-xI/AAAAAAAADBM/Am0OS2x6MNo/s400/tumblr_l0wpixEVwg1qaiyl9o1_500.jpg" width="322" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Se faire expédier sur la lune<br />avec deux ballerines<br />et de l'alcool de mandarine<br />L'homme canon avait pris sa décision<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-7604963999435269810?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-28988441138847654812010-05-09T04:03:00.000-07:002010-08-30T00:16:57.871-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S-aVq_Q_5WI/AAAAAAAAC_M/o_SDiGUN44A/s1600/tumblr_l1voevQIhZ1qzmympo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S-aVq_Q_5WI/AAAAAAAAC_M/o_SDiGUN44A/s400/tumblr_l1voevQIhZ1qzmympo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" tt="true" width="302" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Madame carcasse</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">taillait les rêves comme des gèmes</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">et des bijoux de pacotille</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">dans les ossements de ses amants</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2898844113884765481?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-90821630960712778162010-04-22T06:16:00.000-07:002010-04-22T06:17:20.045-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S9BLcYdaPPI/AAAAAAAAC8M/BwgJEJw1oA4/s1600/tumblr_l0b6cqawOQ1qb47zao1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S9BLcYdaPPI/AAAAAAAAC8M/BwgJEJw1oA4/s400/tumblr_l0b6cqawOQ1qb47zao1_500.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Le scripte </div><div style="text-align: center;">n'aimait rien de moins</div><div style="text-align: center;">que les effluves délétères</div><div style="text-align: center;">des manuscrits interdits</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-9082163096071277816?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-387302183800299962010-04-12T06:12:00.001-07:002010-04-12T06:12:33.693-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S8McGzXnLyI/AAAAAAAAC6c/C2Hawlsp518/s1600/tumblr_l0alkleISr1qzdj3po1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="313" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S8McGzXnLyI/AAAAAAAAC6c/C2Hawlsp518/s400/tumblr_l0alkleISr1qzdj3po1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">l'as du camouflage</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">trouva ses limites</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">le jour de la ponte</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-38730218380029996?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-57872401715404724252010-04-12T06:11:00.000-07:002010-04-12T06:11:29.260-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S8Mbxr8NV3I/AAAAAAAAC6U/rZGJmC5jUhE/s1600/tumblr_ky712jS2Wf1qa9b8ro1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="307" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S8Mbxr8NV3I/AAAAAAAAC6U/rZGJmC5jUhE/s400/tumblr_ky712jS2Wf1qa9b8ro1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" width="400" wt="true" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">On avait dit au soldat</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em>Sauve ce qui a le plus de valeur pour toi</em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-5787240171540472425?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-26974755753567496472010-04-03T05:26:00.000-07:002010-04-03T05:26:38.752-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S7czoZato4I/AAAAAAAAC4k/bgx4fJboZYU/s1600/tumblr_kyz9k8olZG1qa2wv1o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" nt="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S7czoZato4I/AAAAAAAAC4k/bgx4fJboZYU/s400/tumblr_kyz9k8olZG1qa2wv1o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" width="257" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Le bénédictin</div><div style="text-align: center;">adorait trois choses</div><div style="text-align: center;">l'ascése</div><div style="text-align: center;">les arbres morts</div><div style="text-align: center;">et le be bop</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2697475575356749647?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-10260014639527081582010-04-03T05:22:00.000-07:002010-04-03T05:22:02.738-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S7cynBp1IdI/AAAAAAAAC4c/Ll-eUVBux4A/s1600/tumblr_kzkjo1x2rj1qzhy8eo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="317" nt="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S7cynBp1IdI/AAAAAAAAC4c/Ll-eUVBux4A/s400/tumblr_kzkjo1x2rj1qzhy8eo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pour le géologue</div><div style="text-align: center;">il s'agissait </div><div style="text-align: center;">d'ordonner le chaos</div><div style="text-align: center;">par la taille</div><div style="text-align: center;">de ses éclats</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-1026001463952708158?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-5192538988653353342010-04-03T05:09:00.000-07:002010-04-03T05:09:52.508-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S7cvel8u-RI/AAAAAAAAC4U/9A5ssQAPafY/s1600/tumblr_l04y9qDzLV1qzhy8eo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="241" nt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S7cvel8u-RI/AAAAAAAAC4U/9A5ssQAPafY/s400/tumblr_l04y9qDzLV1qzhy8eo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">De là haut le borgne</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">ne verrait que la moitié </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">de l'horizon</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-519253898865335334?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-70415132362040707102010-03-17T03:06:00.000-07:002010-03-17T03:06:08.809-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S6CpUGeBAwI/AAAAAAAAC1U/O-ZfPqBmD4k/s1600-h/tumblr_kz19d1Po9e1qzyxjro1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S6CpUGeBAwI/AAAAAAAAC1U/O-ZfPqBmD4k/s400/tumblr_kz19d1Po9e1qzyxjro1_400.jpg" width="297" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Rien qu'en fumant</div><div style="text-align: center;">l'esclave couché</div><div style="text-align: center;">valait mille politiciens debout</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-7041513236204070710?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-9727465731078115172010-03-17T03:04:00.000-07:002010-03-17T03:04:44.231-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S6Co8UgUDOI/AAAAAAAAC1M/8RyDn1P8Cts/s1600-h/tumblr_kz15or0LEH1qzp6gmo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S6Co8UgUDOI/AAAAAAAAC1M/8RyDn1P8Cts/s400/tumblr_kz15or0LEH1qzp6gmo1_500.jpg" width="282" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">La femme au visage de fleur</div><div style="text-align: center;">ne rencontra jamais</div><div style="text-align: center;">l'homme à la tête de chou</div><div style="text-align: center;">c'est peut être mieux ainsi</div><div style="text-align: center;">peut être pas</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-972746573107811517?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-31582085759179187692010-03-17T03:03:00.000-07:002010-03-17T03:03:08.047-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S6Coe8exy7I/AAAAAAAAC1E/WVDxiFrI0oE/s1600-h/tumblr_kz6ltouyuY1qzyxjro1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S6Coe8exy7I/AAAAAAAAC1E/WVDxiFrI0oE/s400/tumblr_kz6ltouyuY1qzyxjro1_400.jpg" width="307" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Le coiffeur</div><div style="text-align: center;">s'occupait aussi</div><div style="text-align: center;">d'écrire les cartes postales</div><div style="text-align: center;">de tatouer les marins</div><div style="text-align: center;">et de donner un nom de Dieu à chaque chien </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3158208575917918769?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-2677310418707804982010-03-17T03:01:00.000-07:002010-03-17T03:01:06.436-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S6CoMp6KiWI/AAAAAAAAC08/R04Ztl4aZGw/s1600-h/tumblr_kys0i51qys1qzp6gmo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="268" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S6CoMp6KiWI/AAAAAAAAC08/R04Ztl4aZGw/s400/tumblr_kys0i51qys1qzp6gmo1_500.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Le vilain petit canard</div><div style="text-align: center;">avait quelques comptes à régler</div><div style="text-align: center;">avec la fin de l'histoire</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-267731041870780498?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-33448142050481225402010-03-05T06:50:00.000-08:002010-03-05T06:50:46.159-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S5EZ9pF2zgI/AAAAAAAACxs/2-9s02bR-yo/s1600-h/Spitoons-Office-With.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="321" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S5EZ9pF2zgI/AAAAAAAACxs/2-9s02bR-yo/s400/Spitoons-Office-With.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Pour faire son travail</div><div style="text-align: center;">le fonctionnaire</div><div style="text-align: center;">avait exigé</div><div style="text-align: center;">deux crachoirs</div><div style="text-align: center;">et une secrétaire</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3344814205048122540?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-33432167056147233182010-03-05T06:45:00.000-08:002010-03-05T06:45:30.354-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S5EYprg2CUI/AAAAAAAACxk/KXNcZ_QNDPU/s1600-h/bride-of-frankenstein212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S5EYprg2CUI/AAAAAAAACxk/KXNcZ_QNDPU/s400/bride-of-frankenstein212.jpg" width="400" /></a>&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">La fiancée avait une voix lactée</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">à engloutir tout cru</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">le tonnerre</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3343216705614723318?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-44842209501834984942010-03-05T06:39:00.000-08:002010-03-05T06:39:12.517-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S5EXLIeDZJI/AAAAAAAACxM/NAhbS9VULcM/s1600-h/Senator-Claude-Pepper.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S5EXLIeDZJI/AAAAAAAACxM/NAhbS9VULcM/s400/Senator-Claude-Pepper.jpg" width="297" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">L'homme lessivé</div><div style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;voulait</div><div style="text-align: center;">avant tout </div><div style="text-align: center;">ensevelir</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-4484220950183498494?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-41768712391980238952010-03-05T06:37:00.000-08:002010-03-05T06:40:04.868-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S5EW_ALbAlI/AAAAAAAACxE/r12oqR_W14o/s1600-h/1HTC1905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S5EW_ALbAlI/AAAAAAAACxE/r12oqR_W14o/s400/1HTC1905.jpg" width="300" /></a>&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">P'tite Tête</div><div style="text-align: center;">avait toujours un masque de rechange</div><div style="text-align: center;">au cas où un adulte dirait un jour la vérité</div><div style="text-align: center;">mais heureusement ça n'était encore jamais arrivé</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-4176871239198023895?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-37358011040065562312010-03-05T06:35:00.000-08:002010-03-05T06:39:41.711-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S5EUwqn8w8I/AAAAAAAACws/Euvvq8opTYw/s1600-h/Chopping-Wood-002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S5EUwqn8w8I/AAAAAAAACws/Euvvq8opTYw/s400/Chopping-Wood-002.jpg" width="317" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Couper</div><div style="text-align: center;">les cheveux en quatre</div><div style="text-align: center;">Echafauder sa peur</div><div style="text-align: center;">avec des allumettes</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bobby casquette</div><div style="text-align: center;">tirait des plans sur la comète</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3735801104006556231?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-14254109259911596772010-02-28T00:31:00.001-08:002010-02-28T00:31:56.915-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S4optuQm6tI/AAAAAAAACv8/TcJWfn-sEVc/s1600-h/Alaskan-Huskies%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" kt="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S4optuQm6tI/AAAAAAAACv8/TcJWfn-sEVc/s400/Alaskan-Huskies%5B1%5D.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Tout au fond</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">derrière les chiens</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">voilà la place</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">de l'encordé</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-1425410925991159677?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-20279025971057201102010-02-19T02:18:00.000-08:002010-02-28T00:32:09.230-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S35k8-iNjyI/AAAAAAAACuc/T9mDa_ydOVo/s1600-h/tumblr_kxdo7qFPCF1qzh19go1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S35k8-iNjyI/AAAAAAAACuc/T9mDa_ydOVo/s400/tumblr_kxdo7qFPCF1qzh19go1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />L'homme de l'ombre<br />s'enquillait cul-sec<br />la nuit infinie<br />par petits godets<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2027902597105720110?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-49018589396269560252010-02-19T02:13:00.000-08:002010-02-28T00:32:59.865-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S35jdxFd8VI/AAAAAAAACuU/VwqqbC5QX9k/s1600-h/tumblr_kxwr20KXTv1qzoly9o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S35jdxFd8VI/AAAAAAAACuU/VwqqbC5QX9k/s400/tumblr_kxwr20KXTv1qzoly9o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Alice au molosse<br />aimait les délices<br />atroces <br />de la décapitation<br />des papillons<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-4901858939626956025?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-16359935085379107742010-02-19T02:09:00.000-08:002010-02-28T00:32:36.295-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S35i7ZDtuNI/AAAAAAAACuM/mOscxBFmgm4/s1600-h/tumblr_kxjmyg0I911qzoly9o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ct="true" height="335" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S35i7ZDtuNI/AAAAAAAACuM/mOscxBFmgm4/s400/tumblr_kxjmyg0I911qzoly9o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />la vigie scrutait<br />mais ne voyait rien<br />que le noir horizon<br />qui noirhorizait<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-1635993508537910774?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-5368054841433702272010-02-09T02:13:00.000-08:002010-02-09T02:16:57.488-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S3E1S0AS4yI/AAAAAAAACrU/r4x-hx8-gyU/s1600-h/tumblr_kwybzkkX9u1qzbqvao1_500.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S3E1S0AS4yI/AAAAAAAACrU/r4x-hx8-gyU/s400/tumblr_kwybzkkX9u1qzbqvao1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436184822526698274" border="0" /></a><br />La Lilireine régnait<br />dans un monde où la solitude<br />dépassait de trois têtes<br />le plus grand des palais<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-536805484143370227?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-39890216596429684292010-02-09T02:07:00.000-08:002010-02-09T02:13:10.322-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S3Ez4LK51SI/AAAAAAAACrM/aXw73n0SNBc/s1600-h/w3ZKN0aTvoxujs5spQG8gXKwo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S3Ez4LK51SI/AAAAAAAACrM/aXw73n0SNBc/s400/w3ZKN0aTvoxujs5spQG8gXKwo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436183265377113378" border="0" /></a><br />Lorsqu'il coupait toutes les fréquences<br />L'enfant qui voulait devenir un poste de radio<br />rêvait de se blottir dans les jupes de l'électricité<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3989021659642968429?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-43200178839108947752010-02-09T02:05:00.001-08:002010-02-09T02:06:48.173-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S3EzeZR-XaI/AAAAAAAACrE/vu7Ext6z-NY/s1600-h/tumblr_kwtsnxJ9Q61qasyooo1_500.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S3EzeZR-XaI/AAAAAAAACrE/vu7Ext6z-NY/s400/tumblr_kwtsnxJ9Q61qasyooo1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436182822488268194" border="0" /></a><br />Le moujik immobile<br />décida<br />de <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">s'arrêter</span> là<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-4320017883910894775?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-59898348520118701022010-02-05T00:57:00.000-08:002010-02-05T01:00:08.920-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S2vdnTWXysI/AAAAAAAACp8/pgPX3Y6wvAU/s1600-h/kaylaeilee+%26amp%3B+lacontessa,+Alfred+Gescheidt,+Untitled,+1964.jpg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434681042631379650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S2vdnTWXysI/AAAAAAAACp8/pgPX3Y6wvAU/s400/kaylaeilee+%26amp%3B+lacontessa,+Alfred+Gescheidt,+Untitled,+1964.jpg.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>L'homme en colère </div><div>n'attendait plus qu'une chose :</div><div>qu'un survivant veuille bien le balancer à la mer</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-5989834852011870102?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-32217502331007371032010-02-05T00:54:00.000-08:002010-02-05T00:57:02.949-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S2vc2Mv9vWI/AAAAAAAACp0/d0D-SLA_TVI/s1600-h/tumblr_kx38abZh051qzoly9o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434680199046085986" style="WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S2vc2Mv9vWI/AAAAAAAACp0/d0D-SLA_TVI/s400/tumblr_kx38abZh051qzoly9o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>L'impératrice ne supportait pas</div><div>qu'on lui demande Pourquoi</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3221750233100737103?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-60337939993289922562010-01-25T03:46:00.000-08:002010-01-25T03:48:02.378-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S12Euc5CSWI/AAAAAAAACmc/UV5COaFBeAQ/s1600-h/tumblr_kux7gxKjHP1qa9b8ro1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430642659242953058" style="WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S12Euc5CSWI/AAAAAAAACmc/UV5COaFBeAQ/s400/tumblr_kux7gxKjHP1qa9b8ro1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>la sauvage racontait des histoires</div><div>aux castors, aux caillasses</div><div>aux mirtilles</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6033793999328992256?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-90924302830731991122010-01-25T03:45:00.000-08:002010-01-25T03:46:34.416-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S12EceJcBXI/AAAAAAAACmU/UNDOTMRWX_M/s1600-h/RG4I6dixap9mgwt9XPfK3OGSo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430642350342538610" style="WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S12EceJcBXI/AAAAAAAACmU/UNDOTMRWX_M/s400/RG4I6dixap9mgwt9XPfK3OGSo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Le dernier indien pleurait<br />mais tout le monde croyait<br />qu'il chantait<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-9092430283073199112?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-65933656199919799722010-01-15T01:40:00.000-08:002010-01-15T01:42:43.245-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S1A4PySWp6I/AAAAAAAACkE/B1eo9YLh1fA/s1600-h/tumblr_kw03e8nYxe1qzoly9o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426899394829395874" style="WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S1A4PySWp6I/AAAAAAAACkE/B1eo9YLh1fA/s400/tumblr_kw03e8nYxe1qzoly9o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />La bibliothécaire<br />rêvait de faire l'amour<br />en haut des étagères<br />dans la poussière des livres<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6593365619991979972?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-62688333550448710052010-01-15T01:37:00.000-08:002010-01-15T01:40:29.496-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S1A3hR-3xbI/AAAAAAAACj8/tGlgQ5n4f2U/s1600-h/tumblr_kuis75ZMsm1qzoly9o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426898595883763122" style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S1A3hR-3xbI/AAAAAAAACj8/tGlgQ5n4f2U/s400/tumblr_kuis75ZMsm1qzoly9o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Le petit poucet yankee</div><div>acceptait mal l'idée de se séparer</div><div>de ses santiags de sept lieux</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6268833355044871005?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-22877227457304318232010-01-13T00:27:00.000-08:002010-01-13T00:28:50.940-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S02EDOfW-SI/AAAAAAAACi8/2Mwk9BxA_w0/s1600-h/rOMqTyhYGn3m15uroRpgzw0Po1_400%5B1%5D.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426138317015415074" style="WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S02EDOfW-SI/AAAAAAAACi8/2Mwk9BxA_w0/s400/rOMqTyhYGn3m15uroRpgzw0Po1_400%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Madame Irma n'avait pas un physique facile</div><div>mais elle avait un coeur gros comme ça !</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2287722745730431823?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-66308580030343627662010-01-07T09:20:00.000-08:002010-01-07T09:25:35.669-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S0YY3wa1mNI/AAAAAAAACh0/KMa6-rkQNfk/s1600-h/tumblr_ktf0hkFBcM1qa9b8ro1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424050147383679186" style="WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S0YY3wa1mNI/AAAAAAAACh0/KMa6-rkQNfk/s400/tumblr_ktf0hkFBcM1qa9b8ro1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>C'est pas qu'il était pas bien ici</div><div>mais le petit pensait </div><div>qu'il serait mieux ailleurs</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6630858003034362766?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-89811665891487366662010-01-07T09:18:00.000-08:002010-01-07T09:27:01.817-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S0YXp22h1cI/AAAAAAAAChs/Cl-uzfuF0xE/s1600-h/tumblr_kuyx3vZH0q1qa9b8ro1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424048809080640962" style="WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S0YXp22h1cI/AAAAAAAAChs/Cl-uzfuF0xE/s400/tumblr_kuyx3vZH0q1qa9b8ro1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />La veuve n'était pas contre l'idée<br />de régler ses comptes<br />avec le créateur de toutes choses<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-8981166589148736666?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-59024929981434172852010-01-07T09:16:00.000-08:002010-01-07T09:18:54.468-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S0YXYhmPbpI/AAAAAAAAChk/SllAD3d5rHs/s1600-h/tumblr_ktd4m6JBur1qa9b8ro1_400%5B1%5D.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424048511317405330" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/S0YXYhmPbpI/AAAAAAAAChk/SllAD3d5rHs/s400/tumblr_ktd4m6JBur1qa9b8ro1_400%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div>Pour la moitié d'homme </div><div>la plupart des hommes</div><div>étaient des moitiés de bêtes</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-5902492998143417285?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-64563991280111496592009-12-16T02:08:00.000-08:002009-12-16T02:12:13.704-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyixxE78SiI/AAAAAAAACdM/yensEbtO3LM/s1600-h/tumblr_ktdihrcLjy1qz72v7o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415774008609884706" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyixxE78SiI/AAAAAAAACdM/yensEbtO3LM/s400/tumblr_ktdihrcLjy1qz72v7o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Pour Monsieur Rouflaquettes<br />La peur avait la densité chimique de l'air<br />une couleur de dents<br />et cette consistance que prend l'ombre<br />à travers les fenêtres<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6456399128011149659?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-50291542906811953772009-12-16T02:01:00.000-08:002009-12-16T02:05:46.342-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyiwFN0cmzI/AAAAAAAACdE/Zw4tY9ctJYA/s1600-h/tumblr_ktm137eTIx1qz72v7o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415772155568495410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyiwFN0cmzI/AAAAAAAACdE/Zw4tY9ctJYA/s400/tumblr_ktm137eTIx1qz72v7o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />La nuit était le seul <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ventriloque</span><br />que la <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">marionnette</span> connaissait<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-5029154290681195377?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-13581487970338083842009-12-16T01:58:00.000-08:002009-12-16T02:00:27.361-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyivgLlZmQI/AAAAAAAACc8/OiPBQwze96Q/s1600-h/tumblr_ktr7xgYLM01qz72v7o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415771519313352962" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyivgLlZmQI/AAAAAAAACc8/OiPBQwze96Q/s400/tumblr_ktr7xgYLM01qz72v7o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Monsieur Givre</div><div>ne devait froncer les sourcils</div><div>qu'entre mars et septembre</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-1358148797033808384?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-55376360213407223902009-12-16T01:49:00.000-08:002009-12-16T01:57:38.893-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyiuaOhmC7I/AAAAAAAACc0/aZ8vL_sIHTo/s1600-h/tumblr_ktmvzfuD2B1qa215io1_500%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415770317511855026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyiuaOhmC7I/AAAAAAAACc0/aZ8vL_sIHTo/s400/tumblr_ktmvzfuD2B1qa215io1_500%5B1%5D%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />L'homme qui pleurait sa peau<br />ne s'était jamais vraiment remis<br />de cette rupture difficile<br />avec la dame qui rit du nombril<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyitNFCF37I/AAAAAAAACcs/kmTv8fHZTVI/s1600-h/tumblr_kuh2kcdQGK1qzyt4jo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-5537636021340722390?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-13539507992463611332009-12-10T05:33:00.000-08:002009-12-10T05:35:55.774-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyD4v1YxWMI/AAAAAAAACbM/Rt_jWxt68HI/s1600-h/tumblr_kudcyq7RA81qztw07o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413600252767852738" style="WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyD4v1YxWMI/AAAAAAAACbM/Rt_jWxt68HI/s400/tumblr_kudcyq7RA81qztw07o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>L'ouvreuse </div><div>aimait les cigarettes</div><div>les rives en pleines nuits</div><div>et le velour rouge des fauteuils trop étroits</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-1353950799246361133?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-39033362653013854632009-12-10T05:31:00.000-08:002009-12-17T04:48:00.411-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyD4N8ZJV7I/AAAAAAAACbE/huom03Ra_6c/s1600-h/tumblr_ks66u9IzKx1qa70z5o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413599670532921266" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyD4N8ZJV7I/AAAAAAAACbE/huom03Ra_6c/s400/tumblr_ks66u9IzKx1qa70z5o1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Même s'il vivait avec les rats<br />le type d'en dessous<br />n'avait pas renoncé<br />à voir des papillons<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3903336265301385463?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-86727047970847335042009-12-10T05:22:00.000-08:002009-12-10T05:23:37.936-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyD2LESzfdI/AAAAAAAACa8/tSwKNRmj-ww/s1600-h/tumblr_ku91eqfc0o1qzm21qo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413597422090943954" style="WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SyD2LESzfdI/AAAAAAAACa8/tSwKNRmj-ww/s400/tumblr_ku91eqfc0o1qzm21qo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />L'homme qui voulait demander pardon<br />avait du pain sur la planche<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-8672704797084733504?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-9174684551449552482009-12-04T06:13:00.000-08:002009-12-04T06:55:37.996-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SxkZEhqaRiI/AAAAAAAACZM/BfeEImIZcoA/s1600-h/tumblr_ktoyz0ejlD1qa215io1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411383992808785442" style="WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SxkZEhqaRiI/AAAAAAAACZM/BfeEImIZcoA/s400/tumblr_ktoyz0ejlD1qa215io1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />La fille qui chantait des fleurs<br />pleurait parfois<br />des mandarines<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-917468455144955248?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-39764157716712443322009-12-01T01:47:00.000-08:002009-12-01T01:49:07.874-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SxTmRGIb7zI/AAAAAAAACX8/yr1x7HVnbqg/s1600/3944364278_b36900e2f5%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410202233756970802" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SxTmRGIb7zI/AAAAAAAACX8/yr1x7HVnbqg/s400/3944364278_b36900e2f5%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>L'arbre myope</div><div>pouvait lire l'avenir</div><div>dans les ridules des visages</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3976415771671244332?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-78382936301919473012009-12-01T01:46:00.000-08:002009-12-01T01:49:35.107-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SxTmBQuWhnI/AAAAAAAACX0/hqLinajODbI/s1600/tumblr_ktkdqqXcZS1qa9b8ro1_400%5B1%5D.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410201961722447474" style="WIDTH: 257px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SxTmBQuWhnI/AAAAAAAACX0/hqLinajODbI/s400/tumblr_ktkdqqXcZS1qa9b8ro1_400%5B1%5D.png" border="0" /></a><br />Faut pas faire chier<br />Bébé frisé<br />C'est pourtant simple !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-7838293630191947301?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-5233832086099343222009-11-29T06:43:00.000-08:002009-11-29T06:44:50.356-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SxKIsLATwvI/AAAAAAAACW0/RjUAANknlq0/s1600/tumblr_ktt40lX4zi1qzoly9o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409536394875093746" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SxKIsLATwvI/AAAAAAAACW0/RjUAANknlq0/s400/tumblr_ktt40lX4zi1qzoly9o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />La femme qui couche avec Novembre<br />garde dans les yeux deux chiens mouillés<br />qui puent le regret<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-523383208609934322?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-45396606390712209082009-11-28T01:02:00.000-08:002009-11-28T01:04:40.775-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SxDnUiBbV8I/AAAAAAAACWc/OKuWwlZYK_4/s1600/tumblr_ktrst2u8gt1qzgyxho1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409077492388157378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SxDnUiBbV8I/AAAAAAAACWc/OKuWwlZYK_4/s400/tumblr_ktrst2u8gt1qzgyxho1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />La petite fille qui aimait le sang<br />aimait aussi la neige<br />le sel<br />et les bottines vernies<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-4539660639071220908?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-44447934635230811872009-11-25T01:20:00.000-08:002009-11-25T01:24:54.158-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/Swz3NZ7l-jI/AAAAAAAACV0/dWOnTy9LlmM/s1600/tumblr_ksfwpzSfok1qzued7o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407969062236322354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/Swz3NZ7l-jI/AAAAAAAACV0/dWOnTy9LlmM/s400/tumblr_ksfwpzSfok1qzued7o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Parfois le gardien </div><div>se demandait sincérement</div><div>ce qui changerait</div><div>si la neige était de la cendre</div><div> et la cendre de la neige</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-4444793463523081187?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-37519645747351063602009-11-25T01:18:00.000-08:002009-11-25T01:20:54.641-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/Swz2nNkDxwI/AAAAAAAACVs/NLNwdWqGV3U/s1600/tumblr_kthj8qa99w1qznux0o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407968406081357570" style="WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/Swz2nNkDxwI/AAAAAAAACVs/NLNwdWqGV3U/s400/tumblr_kthj8qa99w1qznux0o1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Madame Buée<br />était une activiste forcenée<br />du parti de l'évaporation<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3751964574735106360?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-27355736362495353822009-11-25T01:17:00.000-08:002009-12-17T04:48:21.347-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/Swz2V2UShnI/AAAAAAAACVk/lTOGOWdu1LA/s1600/tumblr_ksm1e9MKOB1qa9afxo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407968107783423602" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/Swz2V2UShnI/AAAAAAAACVk/lTOGOWdu1LA/s400/tumblr_ksm1e9MKOB1qa9afxo1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />L'homme rayé<br />hurlait<br />du verre<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-2735573636249535382?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-79676264061836985362009-11-23T02:44:00.000-08:002009-11-29T06:45:40.444-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/Swpnv9XAlVI/AAAAAAAACU8/NrS3gqiWOhU/s1600/tumblr_ktfd1u0BoG1qzfngho1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407248376234284370" style="WIDTH: 398px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/Swpnv9XAlVI/AAAAAAAACU8/NrS3gqiWOhU/s400/tumblr_ktfd1u0BoG1qzfngho1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />ce fut un jour bien triste<br />lorsque le dernier poète du monde<br />renonça<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-7967626406183698536?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-30964017167823682672009-11-20T06:45:00.000-08:002009-11-20T06:46:47.954-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/Swaro3iwNRI/AAAAAAAACUM/zJFchUPdZSs/s1600/tumblr_kq8yir17Fm1qzqsmno1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406197121297691922" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/Swaro3iwNRI/AAAAAAAACUM/zJFchUPdZSs/s400/tumblr_kq8yir17Fm1qzqsmno1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Plus le prospecteur<br />progressait dans ses recherches<br />moins il était certain<br />d'avoir envie de découvrir<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-3096401716782368267?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5283313463268436858.post-63495253159553723872009-11-20T06:44:00.000-08:002009-11-20T06:45:18.282-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SwarRo_ClYI/AAAAAAAACUE/aFeVAICVbN4/s1600/tumblr_kt369wHYVW1qzqsmno1_500%5B1%5D.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406196722252813698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_prBH_EPl7u0/SwarRo_ClYI/AAAAAAAACUE/aFeVAICVbN4/s400/tumblr_kt369wHYVW1qzqsmno1_500%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />L'homme qui avait une ville dans les yeux<br />avait aussi une île déserte<br />dans le pantalon<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5283313463268436858-6349525315955372387?l=portraitspatates.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>thomashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08692166618240911652noreply@blogger.com0