Night puzzle
At night I heard EUSTON A VU QUE JE N'ÉTAIS PAS SUE
An owl cried MONSIEUR HIBOU A MANGÉ MON VER DE MÉTAL
The dark seemed to play
With riddles till day
And echoes returned EUSTON A VU QUE JE N'ÉTAIS PAS SUE
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