springing to verse like a carnival game.
Guigemar left the court
an old lady left the court
a cat left the court
Marie left the court
Thomas left the court
My old professor left the court
Mom left the court
Aunt Francie left the court
Anna, my dog, my dead dog, left the court.
Marie mentioned rich gifts and we didn't know
if it was tradition or plot
you leave rich gifts, Guigemar leaves rich gifts,
leaves the court with rich gifts,
there is no leaving without dispensing,
there are no rich gifts without Marie
We don't know what we are supposed to do
Mom went to Flanders to seek her fame
Guigemar was badly wounded,
Guigemar gave not a thought to love
Aunt Francie went to Flanders to seek her fame
my old professor went to Flanders to seek her fame
And out of love for her you'll suffer as much
may you never get neither herb nor root, herb nor root
nor herb nor root, only a woman can heal you
Anna, my dog, my dead dog, went to Flanders to seek her fame.
Thomas found his fame, not in Flanders, he found it though.
Marie gets frustrated with me
an old lady cocks a knowing noggin
Anna, my dog, my dead dog, my dead dead dog, suffered for her
her vassals full of curses
his wound hurt, he looked out to sea.
Guigemar's wound hurt
Who
wait
who is Guigemar?
I went to Flanders, failing, failing.
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