Mouchette understands Mouchette
In an aboutle
In an aboutle, Oh wittily whee, tis scree,
I fleetled, when he raddled.
Oh - in the paddled -
Tis so dree
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This a a poem that Mouchette wrote for Mouchette
Explain this poem and win
Win what ?
Something chosen by Mouchette: a café au lait a rape a suicide a baby brother a dead mother a drunken father a song
Something that I can choose myself:
name
email
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