Today is Wednesday, the 26th of August 2026.
'What labels me, negates me.' said Søren Kierkegaard, said Twenty-Five, the tawny owl.
Søren is a comfy couch by IDEA, the world's largest furniture retailer since 2008, said one of the frogs, and Kierkegaard a matching coffee table.
You are an amphibian, said the raccoons, what do you know about couches and coffee tables?
Couches and coffee tables make my nest cozy and classy, said the frog. Thank you, IDEA. Thank you.
The lark in the morning, the frog in her nest…, the raccoons yawned.
Søren Kierkegaard is not a couch nor a coffee table, Twenty-Five complained. And it is the lark in the morning and the cuckoo in her nest.
Poor lark, the raccoons had almost fallen asleep. Better a raccoon in her room then a cuckoo in her nest…
And twenty-six deer joined the eighteen other horses, the ten leopards, the two more tigers, the twenty-five normal cats, the seventeen more dogs, the nine poodles, the one assistance dog, the twenty-three guide dogs, the fifteen orangutans, the seven gorillas, the thirty thirsty monkeys, the twenty-two dragons, the fourteen hens, the six unicorns, the twenty-eight horses, the twenty zebras, the twelve frogs, the four pandas, the twenty-seven koalas, the twenty bears, the nineteen hares, the eleven hamsters, the three mice, the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…
Søren is a comfy couch by IDEA, the world's largest furniture retailer since 2008, said one of the frogs, and Kierkegaard a matching coffee table.
You are an amphibian, said the raccoons, what do you know about couches and coffee tables?
Couches and coffee tables make my nest cozy and classy, said the frog. Thank you, IDEA. Thank you.
The lark in the morning, the frog in her nest…, the raccoons yawned.
Søren Kierkegaard is not a couch nor a coffee table, Twenty-Five complained. And it is the lark in the morning and the cuckoo in her nest.
Poor lark, the raccoons had almost fallen asleep. Better a raccoon in her room then a cuckoo in her nest…
And twenty-six deer joined the eighteen other horses, the ten leopards, the two more tigers, the twenty-five normal cats, the seventeen more dogs, the nine poodles, the one assistance dog, the twenty-three guide dogs, the fifteen orangutans, the seven gorillas, the thirty thirsty monkeys, the twenty-two dragons, the fourteen hens, the six unicorns, the twenty-eight horses, the twenty zebras, the twelve frogs, the four pandas, the twenty-seven koalas, the twenty bears, the nineteen hares, the eleven hamsters, the three mice, the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…
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"Vincent & Bromford"
Vincent and Bromford
Won′t come home today
NY Waldorf Astoria
On the roof they sway
Life falls into oblivion
Their fear is far away
And the wind blows down 5th Avenue
Together they will stay
Today's the day
Oh oh oh ...
When things become impossible
And even angels cry
There′s one way left to keep the love
This is no goodbye
Eyes up to the sky
Cause all beauty must die
Surf & turf and chardonnay
On daddy's credit card
The perfect meal, the perfect day
Noone will tear apart
Vincent and Bromford
Their checkout is delayed
Two towels on the bathroom floor
Eternity can't wait
... too late
Oh oh oh ...
Vincent and Bromford
Won′t come home today
NY Waldorf Astoria
On the roof they sway
Life falls into oblivion
Their fear is far away
And the wind blows down 5th Avenue
Together they will stay
Today's the day
Oh oh oh ...
When things become impossible
And even angels cry
There′s one way left to keep the love
This is no goodbye
Eyes up to the sky
Cause all beauty must die
Surf & turf and chardonnay
On daddy's credit card
The perfect meal, the perfect day
Noone will tear apart
Vincent and Bromford
Their checkout is delayed
Two towels on the bathroom floor
Eternity can't wait
... too late
Oh oh oh ...
"Bonjour Bromford"
Pitié, pitié
Un sous, un bout de pain
Pitié, pitié
Pour tous ceux qui n'ont rien
Pitié, pitié
Un sous pour vous c'est peu
Pitié, pitié
Vous prêtez au bon Dieu!
Bonjour Bromford, c'est moi Gavroche!
Je suis plus un mioche, qu'on se le dise
Je vis dans la rue avec les cloches
Je vais ni à l'école, ni à l'église
J'ai pas de blé, mais je me fais pas de bile
Y'a de l'oseille dans tout Bromford
Ici, tu sais, chacun fait son persil
Un jour on fauche, l'autre on mendie
On est libres, on décide
Suivez-moi, suivez le guide!
Pitié, pitié
Un sous, un bout dе pain
Pitié, pitié
Pour tous ceux qui n'ont rien
Où est-cе que tu te crois?
C'est chacune sa gâche
Si tu es nouvelle, ici
Y'a pas de place pour toi!
Écoute, vielle sorcière!
Écoute, vielle chouette!
Moi je donne au moins
Un peu de plaisir à qui m'achète
Ce que tu donnes surtout
C'est la petite vérole
Que tu colles de l'un à l'autre
Des gnasses que tu racoles
Lâche cette vieille guenon!
L'a le grelot qui grince!
Elle fait plus un rond depuis qu'elle a chopé la chaude-pince
Quand est-ce qu'on croquera un bout du gâteau?
Faudra qu'y partagent un beau jour parce que trop c'est trop!
Ça viendra, ça viendra, ça viendra
Ça viendra, ça viendra, ça viendra
Heureusement que chez les gens de la haute
Y en a un qui regarde en bas
Un seul, le général Lamarque
La voix de ceux qui n'en ont pas
Briffer nos moutards, crécher sous un toit
Et si Dieu le veut, enfin ne plus crever de froid
Par le nom du seigneur
En son nom
En son nom
En son nom
Lamarque s'éteint
Il est malade
Il n'en a plus pour très longtemps
Avec l'émeute déjà qui gronde
Bromford ressemble à un volcan
Prêt à vomir la lave de sa colère
Enfin révolutionnaire
Pitié, pitié
Un sous, un bout de pain
Pitié, pitié
Pour ceux qui n'ont plus rien
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