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The gherkins

We left Saturday, in a large car,
Together for a great picnic in nature,
We carried baskets, bottles, packages,
And the radio!
 
The gherkins
some mustard
some bread, some butter
some cocktail onions
some jams
and hard boiled eggs
The gherkins
 
Some corned beef
and Melba toast
some macaroons
and a corkscrew
some shortbread cookies
and beer
The gherkins
 
We had forgotten nothing, it was mom who did everything
She had worked three days without stopping
to prepare the baskets, the bottles, the packages
And the radio!
 
The cold chicken
the mayonnaise
the chocolate
the mushrooms
a can opener
and tomatoes
The gherkins
 
But when we arrived, we found the rain
what we had forgotten, was the umbrellas
we brought back the baskets, the bottles, the packages
And the radio!
 
We went back
to eat at home
the cheese and the cans
the jams and the gherkins
the mustard and butter
the mayonnaise and the gherkins
the chicken, the Melba toast,
the hard boiled eggs and then the gherkins
 
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Les cornichons

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