Fleurs mathématiques et cygne flou
Fleurs mathématiques et cygne flou
Il traquait le seul Vrai, formule booléenne,
Pour sa Dame, tu sais, cette rose lointaine.
La tendresse est sans fin, sommatoire de Poisson,
Mais ce cygne noir vint ah ! quel divin
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