/*/ Tu as loupé le coche Mademoiselle /*/
Le fantôme a du vague à l'âme/
Le fantôme s'en fout/
Le fantôme a horreur des sentiments pourris/
Parfois comme vous et moi, le fantôme en a marre de tout ça/
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