À meia noute
Saiu de um cano
Cheio de merda
Crispiniano.
Eis que da ronda
Tropel insano
Divisa ao longe
Crispiniano.
Capuz o cobre;
“És franciscano?”
— Sou (lhe responde)
“Crispiniano.”
Chega o Alcaide,
Dá-lhe um abano;
Sai da gravata
Crispiniano...
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