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The Lion Sleeps Tonight

2021年03月03日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 442nd. week

How persistent, twining itself around mine, a tail of the lizard.
Without even water, in the desert, lying down together.
Giving his guidance, solemnly it's though, pseudo paster is.
The party under the cherry blossoms, also a few of scales in silver, secret ingredient for the drinks.
Lost the white cane, to be awarded the crown of laurel to, a blind stands.

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2021年02月24日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 441st. week

Being impatient yours, in an earthenware jar under the earth, ambitions like.
With liverleaf, a sneeze here comes, under the sky in this spring.
To pursue birds, a woman persuade I should, losing sight of.
An woman has a tail, on darning a sock, looking around.
By spring thunder, my filth on the collars I find, trying to lick. Or, so spring has come, my filth on the collars I find, trying to lick.

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2021年02月17日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 440th. week

A creature, a girl accompany, wet by blood also.
In an abandoned house, with a scrotum, thrown away it having.
Your koto, saying I want I want, an octopus dancing and.
To the movie screen, turning his back and smiling, a faithless boy there.
Visitors from countries, to buy as their souvenirs, the things like a granite rock.

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2021年02月03日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 438th. week

On the epitaph, being engraved, my name is.
By the staff officer, into question weighing the ability, be order his death.
With a smile, ahead of a ball followed, the evil spirit waiting.
Not to be a cornered mouth, other of the two selections consicer, hesitate and die.
A lonely goose there, with egg shells, and an islet floats. Or, a lonely goose there, like as egg shells, an islet floats.

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2021年01月27日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 437th. week

The failure of justice, to get out of, committing a sin,
Try for additional test, of my father's keepsake, a cerebrospinal fluid.
The small fly, before we know, having two underlings with.
Of Just keeping standing for, slept at the foot, a puppy have. Or, of a slattern, slept at the foot, a puppy have.
At the bus stop, their hugging before the branch, left an umbrella.

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2021年01月20日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 436th. week

Who inquires, a child of the canine to get pregnant, your sin.
Going back to sleep, a script of the dream, for reading again.
Of her skin browned by the sun, kept under her thumb, like white sands are.
Having become a cripple, by my deceased older brother, due to curse.
Dozing off, my mistress at the night, killing her husband for. Or, rowing a boat, my mistress at the night, killing her husband until.

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2021年01月14日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 435th. week

Looking on enviously at, of a pregnant woman, a dream carrying in her arms.
With my newly- married, hand in hand, Of my deceased sister.
For as his keepsake, at their parting, a hot dog bun handing.
Under Inugami, doing writing practice, one-two-three.
Beat shall I, for balancing out, to a few people.

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2021年01月06日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 434th. week

To congratulate for though, my mother in her parent's home, making a phone to the other,
For handling her unexpected, on her back to hide the knife, wetting by blood.
A girl with audacious heart, in the swamp of infatuation, having soaked overnight.
On taking a break, to be at a loss how counting, at my milestone.
The father and his son, having gotten caught, with in a prison life.

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2020年12月30日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 433rd. week

Pushing aside, on the narrow road to pursue, at a hair whorl having arrived.
A pile of cards, after shuffling, your fortune to tell.
About my love, the next day it becomes, falling through.
Out with you, for the small boat about the order of the seats, exchanging blows each other.
With tweezers, a bodkin and, my wife there are.

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2020年12月23日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 432nd. week

With black leaves, red petals call, yellow bees.
Cried and went out, overnight into the next though, a child goes no home.
Of my former wife, the hand with large chopsticks in cooking, how shakes it.
Be hugged I know, in the crotch, two mouth he has.
Of the ruin of the country, a maiden goes, on the road for death.

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2020年12月16日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 431st. week

On a Good Couple Day, husbands who suspicious, murdered.
Of the deceased, an eye drawn, to paint it crimson. Or, By the deceased, an eye drawn, to paint it crimson.
Waiting for the wind blows though, talking to me, rocks only.
One bundle of hers, wetting black hair, on my back making it crawl.
From fingers with webbings, Letting them falling down, 13 yens are.

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2020年12月09日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 430th. week

My mother says, only one you should do, of ten.
Who is proud and arrogant, doing by the book, to set fire.
A black snake, left to wait impatiently, towards the dressing room.
For two babies, lulling instead of, a bottle of arsenic using. Or, a baby between two of us, lulling instead of, a bottle of arsenic using.
As my wishes for your departure he says, three roasted potatoes, the land-broker hands to.

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2020年12月02日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 429th. week

Lifting the one of her eyebrows, and breathing a sigh, a woman there.
By a playing with fire, two of keloids, the inner thigh of her.
With a sneak thief, face to face meeting, for evaluating about girls.
In brown her skin, applying a piece of, sticking plasters on.
About wire tapping, to understand as sorrow, the scopophilia does.

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2020年11月25日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 428th. week

Entering the new service, for the mission to escort, a rubber ball delivered.
Children watches, that coward, going back on.
Now broken your promise? three days before, a remark you said.
Because of made from wax, burn with love so, melt away.
In a land of everlasting summer, on the sulphur skin, snow falling.

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2020年11月18日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 427th. week

By a clear stream, hear to sleep, how maidens are.
Staying up late at night of my own child, to imitate and covet, in my sweet dream.
Barrier by electromagnetic waves, towards opposite side of, only one making good escape.
Even if send my own child I can, to inhume myself, no coffin for me. Or, even if give birth mine I can, to inhume myself, no coffin for me.
Against the evil to oppose, the countess, the night to wait on has come. Or, against the evil to oppose, the countess, the era to wait on has come.

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2020年11月11日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 426th. week

Under the crime of rioting, with an unconcerned air, flying on the leopard print.
Of black-dyed leather, only his left little finger, in the wind swaying.
The wax dripping, of werewolves, to imitate ridiculously.
By sea breeze, from two stupas, sounds I heard.
To want milk for, the carcass holding in the hands, two children there. Or, to want their father, the carcass holding in the hands, two children there.

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2020年11月04日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 425th. week

After all (just a dog), looks as impertinent, barking at noon.
To overcome it's temptation in order, he can't help, a small bottle clinging.
Coming to Toyosu, to open up the black market, as a joking.
For as a warning, the head of a puppet, making cut off.
Under the mammary, with your mole, a love I fall in. Or, under your father, , with your mole, a love I fall in.

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2020年10月28日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 424th. week

With age, on my beanie cap, to winkle by red.
Being enviable, of a transfer student, a photo in her frame.
Him, to mistake again, for another him.
Also on yesterday, replaced the position, and killed. Or, also on yesterday, changed another head, and killed.
The possessed, looking as to disperse, because of her reticence.

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2020年10月21日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 423rd. week

Good-bye Saying to me, I do to say who, Good-bye. Or, if so saying to me, I do to say who, Good-bye.
Being covered with blood all over so, the back of you also, wringing wet.
In such the night, even kompeito Japanese sugar candy, bitter is he says.
Having been swept out to the sea, asking himself meaning of poetry, getting warm by the fire.
The lover tortured by water, by his side, a woman taking off her clothes.

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2020年10月07日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 421st. week

Getting terribly burned, to get entangled in, on her lower lip. Or, Getting hurt terribly, to get entangled in, by falling in him and get laid.
Tearing bodies limb from limb, by a werewolf, because of his slovenly way.
My left hand knows, after going blind, on today the morning sun comes.
Asking her sing the song, "The road going off, and giving birth my baby." Or, asking her sing the song, "The acting inhumane way , and giving birth my baby."
Under her navel, by a string twisted, on the skin left a mark. Or, under her navel, by a string twisted, to feel her afterglow.

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