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Sir! - Madam! - No, mademoiselle! - Oh!

- Are you invited to this party? - Yes!

I am delighted to have met you.

- Let's just say that she is very young, and not yet familiar with the uses!

- Ah, Mr. Poet, I see you have met my cousin.

Miss Deshoulières who also likes to be a poet at her own time, did you know that ?

- No, I didn't know that!

- My cousin is not yet familiar with the ways of the world but thanks to your help

I am sure she is eager to learn. Please join us.

so to us without any way, sir - but I would be delighted - and my dear cousin

- Why don't you take advantage of this beautiful summer evening to make us

hear some of the poems you have the secret to, sir?

- Good idea, and what could be the subject tonight?

- We would all like you to make us...

a PRAISE!

- Yes, but which one?

- In Praise of Women's Breasts!

- Paris risky for a poet, but I dare to believe in success

of my company since your beautiful eyes encourage me to do so!

But how on earth do you think you can help me find inspiration, ladies?

- Since the subject is our throat, what kind of poetry will you be doing?

Think about this one, sir?

- If I dare, without looking like one, madam, to hide your breasts

all in the colours of pink because, no matter how small they look, if someone were to put them in

he'll want to put something else in it!

- And what more can you say to our little assembly?

- That so close to the body that they don't stretch, it could make me happy,

because there is less distance to best touch your heart!

- I gladly accept your compliment sir and what else?

- I would add that every woman can claim happiness, since a friend

throat lover could not look away from it

and although he looked childish, he only had eyes for those breasts!

- God only for his saints, but how do you write it?

- No, I wouldn't dare to involve God in our banter, madam, but I'd have bad grace.

not to pay homage to him for having given two breasts to women and two hands to men

- yes, but still? - But still, the woman and God's masterpiece

especially when she has the devil in her body!

because women are demons who lead us into hell through the gate of paradise...

Do you ladies know why the devil wears horns?

- I don't know - neither do I - my faith doesn't - that's a proof

that the first wife did not cheat on her husband!

Women know from an early age all the power of their nascent attractions and wise nature

and farsighted has put in her an infallible instinct and to judge their effects

because the first virtue of women is to please and to please men.

beauty is a surer means than wisdom and the effects of this beauty are not

are never better than when their throat is half or completely uncovered

- I would add to your point, sir, that he wrote in his

at the time of Sieur de Molière: "that it is necessary to praise men more than women

are defending themselves well because in the century we are in

you don't give anything for nothing!"

- However, this is not the best way to achieve your designs.

ladies that you persist in showing us yours and you'll find out whether or not

the one who goes with her throat uncovered is not signalling that she would like to be...

... covered?

- But as a woman, isn't our throat the best?

doctors? - Then it's my turn to ask you

how do you write a breast job?

- If you're done with Miss, can I in turn

suggest new poetry even more full of reflections?

it is impossible for me to put a name on your face ma'am, I'm sorry about that.

on the other hand your breasts are not unknown to me!

- Sir, you're making yourself blush! - Yours nipple looks whiter than alabaster,

to be firm and round it has no equal, one cannot see its button without love.

Is it any wonder that I was idolized by it?

In the fertile womb that bears it, the man spends nine months in it.

impatient to see the day of his feet he knocks on the door

no sooner is he born than the young mischievous boy groping his way into a licence and without regard for

for decency, to his mother he takes the nipples!

- you are right, sir, to point out that

breasts are made for children - yet it is the adults who are playing

with, in the past it's true, they were used to feed the children

Today they are used to feed the poets!

- I'm glad to see that you still find them so inspiring and helpful.

- yet all too often you condemn us to death like the Moses who

exhaled face to face with the promised land the breasts of the beautiful are two mounts

of love that hurt lovers, two pitfalls against which our freedoms

end up being shipwrecked

but the men in excessive admiration for us by raising

our qualities our inclinations and even our weaknesses

to the point of making virtues of them did they not engender the romantic infatuation

flatterers? And have they not thus placed us below the rank that is

ours - well said my friend - but you are absolutely right ladies

but there are women as well as our novices, we never stop complaining about it and yet

we always come back to it because it seems to us that only a woman

can heal us from the wounds that another woman has given us...

because women are extreme and in the end they can be better than men.

or much worse!

after such philosophical considerations, sir, I dare not dare to explain to you

to other temptations! - yet you should, because happy is the one who can ride without

noise on the tree that bear such fruit!

- will you in turn tell me

that men who show too much intelligence are like women who show too much intelligence.

show off their breasts too much - it is the treasure trove of a beautiful

with two beautiful breasts what can be rebellious? so why hinder their freedom?

no one is sicker than... - complete nudity! - Bravo, my cousin

you have competition! - I'm delighted because it's for the beautiful ones that we

get ready... that we get ready....

- Bouquets of refrains

because today is a celebration! - Yes, the feast of all breasts!

I don't know what mischief is said today that it is

vice of showing a round breast since at the first stage of innocence the woman

had no knowledge of a dress or a collar, she walked around naked.

among the moors and leafy trees, then shall we blame these generous women

who with their bare breasts make us relive this happy time.

- If we believe you, sir, then we should have no shame in exposing ourselves in this way?

- Especially since your throat, madam, has flesh, and if the breasts were to be bought

by weight, you could boast of being the richest of our mistresses!

- Oh, what a tempting programme! - Let me also pay tribute to our

king, a great lover of the throat if ever there was one!

I have this little anecdote: one day Louis XV asked Bourret, the secretary

of the room what he thought of the Dauphine and whether she had a throat

the latter replied that Marie Antoinette was a charming figure and that she was

that she had beautiful eyes. - That's not what I'm talking about," she said.

Your Majesty, I ask you, does she have a throat?

- Sire, I did not take the liberty of looking up to him," replied the man.

his secretary - To which His Majesty replied "Well, sir, you are a

silly, because that is the first thing we look at when we look at ladies! "

- We are all flattered but surprised sir that you have only

compliments and praise to be served to us, our throat as beautiful as it is

when it is young cannot remain flawless in the long run,

Wouldn't you have a few tricks up your sleeve to tell us about it?

- But your desires are orders, madam, and I am not

I'm sure that if I look hard enough I will find something on me to make you angry.

against us. Lately, I have been telling myself that there are some

visits of former mistresses who fall badly, always with breasts!

but then I thought, fortunately in many women more

the breasts fall, the more thoughts and soul rise!

- unless it is to prove to us that Mr Newton's theory about gravitation is not

unfounded and that in your very feminine way you have brought the evidence to bear

We would like to thank the scientists in this field!

- Honey after vinegar!

what more can you tell us? - That one day not so far away in the face of

an ancient beauty, I would tire my eyelid, see if the double hemisphere

would appear to my enchanted eye, vain efforts, an avid search offered only

to my gaze only emptiness! in short, he had not remained an atom in the

lady of its bait! - It's a great pity indeed!

- Skillfully, I swiped a card from the action the embarrassed lady said, "what are you doing here?"

Madam, this should not surprise you I wanted to see a friend of mine.

but alas finding no one there, and as custom dictates, I leave my

card at home! - Frivolous, to where does your hand go?

know that these little rascals

could still damn your soul!

- Oh little rascals? Say rather two big pendants ! but you could have done anything !

as well as ordering me in front of your breasts which point so impudently at me

Bandez monsieur!

Blindfold yourself!

- But what use will it be to me to have celebrated the most beautiful part of you even if my

art still instruct you to preserve it in all its freshness.

because it is a privilege that a 60-year-old woman has between her breasts than a 20-year-old woman.

could not have!

the navel!

- Come on, ladies, that's all for tonight, let's close our shop.

and put the dishes back in his cupboard.

thank you, sir, for entertaining us with such verve and intelligence.

it was an honour!

- until goodbye sir!

- I wish you the best of late night my cousin in excellent company.

- I will remain your servant for ever.

and here they are, frolicking in the meadows!

- Your star has illuminated and eclipsed all other celestial bodies,

in front of your cousin who shines by her wealth and spirit, you shone by...

... your heart!