Jarry en lisant ce poème: "Genre tu sais parler anglais, quoi!"

Hoping one day, it will be better

Sending Mayday, Receiving no answer

The sand of time, the rain of tears

A lover’s crime, A whole of fears

Knocking at fool’s paradise door

You’re wandering for a little bit more

But obviously only two choices are yours:

Shake the pear or close definitively all the doors.