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2024年05月22日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 649th. week

After the show, by frozen-frame, confessing his feelings.
An otter, holding a lantern with his hand, sheltering from the rain.
Before their performance, beside the fountain, to clean out mud the dutch.
By my escalation petition, fanning the nape of his neck, on the beginning of the rainy season.
A dagger, having touched silently, on the back of her neck.

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2024年05月15日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 648th. week vol. 2

Only for today, on a door panel, for four sitting.
Rhetoric phrases, for doing the same things as the previous, eating their own lunch.
Falling for the battle, the witch getting, on the broom star.
On the schoolyard, searched by the stagehand, a sling there.
A butterfly leaves, smelling from the edge of her armpit, of honey of the secretary. Or, a butterfly leaves, smelling from the edge of her armpit, of honey of the secret zone.

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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 648th. week vol. 1

Skeletal her, of a time-traveller, in his embraces.
Playing hide-and-seek, the seeker in the next, the alien will become.
In the doll house, five of the coffins, lining up.
The caterers, putting up a front, for the party conference.
Just married couple even, two of their each stepchildren, getting into trouble.

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2024年05月08日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 647th. week

More important than to conquer the planet, sleeping around, for the aliens.
Saying the seven, with the entry of her baby-to-be, the eighth sin he commits.
On the stretcher when I raid, the daughter I saw, she was also smilar to me.
That intelligent woman, I have outwitted, and forestalled her.
As silverware for him, a forklift and an excavator, put on his table.

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2024年05月01日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 646th. week

Deadlocked as three-way, two of the men, and a girl in the corset.
To the foot of Fuji, the who with his child, arriving first.
Under the moon in spring, to frightened their guest of honor, serving with pieces of cold pizza.
On the ferris wheel, after the last guest getting off, rain falls.
The one of ant, in agony and gone, into the valley between the western confectionaries.

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2024年04月24日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 645th. week

Dusk comes, the third time to deliver memorial addresses has come, being old enough to.
Pretending not to know, the remains of her husband, where there would be.
For our defense network, on each key post, fife and drum corps were deployed.
From their secret conversation, being far away, the day he trains it is.
On her first affair, with a demon at the crossroad, meeting in secret.

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2024年04月17日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 644th. week

A coin purse there, as a bystander's vantage, the shoeshine knows.
Doing her handstand, the crotch of her is, for single flower verse of daisy.
Overtaken my car by , follows after, anywhere even if to the end of the world.
A measuring worm, tumbling down, into her thong in red.
Lighting on his feet, and having a big appetite, the chopped head man is.

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2024年04月10日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 643rd. week

For the robbers, to carry their water, getting chicken feed.
An idler, being glad calling, a stupid there is.
On cleaning, not to walk on the floor, the snotty-nosed.
Her go-between, tied to by their placentas, her twin sister will be.
From the mezzanine floor, with our trade secrets, hung down.

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2024年04月03日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 642nd. week

Even if corrupted, like a scarecrow, having been standing.
In a broomcorn, of diamond, a few are mixed.
On the third day, to spend saved expenses, hiring a prostitute.
Even a detector, keeping a poker face, bribed.
After the rain, knights in shining amour also, polishing their shoes.

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2024年03月27日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 641st. week

Directly across the road, as his wife following her husband's lead, prostitute themselv.
I wonder if I should do, the key of an empty house, how to put it to good.
Before dawn, the owner is absent, at the room with no mirrors.
Asking when spring has, of the broken robot, on the tip of its finger.
Also a sheltered girl, in a slit of cracks in the ground, has something hidden.

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2024年03月20日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 640th. week

On ringing the bells, with no regard to appearances, a woman dashes.
In severe cold, three of the shrunken heads, fluttering the night it is.
In Joetus, two of sheltered rich kids, as runny-nosed are.
By the couple eloped, left behind, a cello has stood only.
The other side I wonder how, being put on her butt, the hole of I gaze. Or, the other side I wonder how, under her thumb, the nail of I gaze.

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2024年03月13日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 639th. week

Of a potato, your name in the back, filled in.
Abruptly, tumbled into, the senior executive is. Or, abruptly, regain his title, the senior executive is.
From the bathhouses, by overflowing water, the state sinks.
Of the machine for collected night soil, on the nozzle, tie up the balloon. or, of the machine for collected night soil, on the nozzle, connect a neck of the balloon.
In late morning, back from his ski trip, above the clouds. Or, in late morning, back from his ski trip, out of our league.

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2024年03月06日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 638th. week

Which of us taller, with a naked woman who is tied to the pillar, on the year before last. Or, which of us more energetic, with a naked woman who is tied to the pillar, on the year before last.
Any of the eyewitnesses, all of them, sent to the mental hospital.
Getting down of all fours, going back to his mothership, an alien is.
Before feeling her organism, broken her main-spring, a woman is.
At the tea ceremony, what a disaster with a edged tool, the visitor had been. Or, at the tea ceremony, a projectile with a edged tool, the visitor with had been.

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2024年02月28日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 637th. week

It's the only one, his things left behind, crutch there.
From the underworld, the role she recieved, an walk-on is.
Someone's bloodstain there, directing under, food red painted.
By a muddy stream, like flowing away, the insensitive fellow gone. Or, by a muddy stream, in the night flowing away, the insensitive fellow gone.
Before leaving on my trip, the musical instruments of my father, exposed to rain.

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2024年02月21日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 636th. week

By a hand of a boy, on a camel, The Panzerdivision there is.
Three days before, fallin' love with the librarian, Das Kapital Kritik der politischen Okonomie getting out of.
In the empty can, of an astronaut, dropping into the eardrum.
By spring tide, also my aborted baby, homecoming.
The death as the end of their infatuation, du paradis, directly below.

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2024年02月14日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 635th. week

With the bomb, killing them all, before boiling the pasta.
The bumming girl, by melting the chocolate, to tie her tongue.
In the bottle of a solution, dozing off, the culprit is.
In snowing, ringing bells, a line in black goes.
The side-dick, taking her lies at face value, covering up his head and cheeks. Or, the side-dick, taking her lies at face value, pretending ignorance.

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2024年02月05日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 634th. week

Rising his hands, beyond the mountain, a big crayfish is.
Basking in the sun, and borns in white, floating in the pool. Or, a carapace drying, and borns in white, floating in the pool.
Because of his half sleeping, behind the bottom of ravine, the sound of someone's fallin' he hears though.
Standing face to face with him, by herself only, Mina Harker is. Or, getting rid of him, by herself only, Mina Harker is.
Of a sunny spot in my house, by my good neighbor, banging on the wall.

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2024年01月31日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 633rd. week

Before her mizuage, amount night sweat, not to much.
On the gallows, lying on my back, and having a dream.
By my political adversary, just one thing, to be praised.
On tomorrow morning, my childhood friends, will sprout.
Seven of freshly served heads, to line up after, let's have tea with.

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2024年01月24日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 632nd. week

Flashing towards my foot, by whom living my dream, the hatchet he wields.
"War and Peace" I watch, on the different channel also, a critical point of the game comes.
In the bing, two of myself, laughing at.
Towards a pile of our documents, for those who, he serves their tea.
Only the guest of honor, giving the cold shoulder, gay at the party.

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2024年01月17日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 631st. week

From the wharf, a dumped woman, giving a ride. Or, from the wharf, a dumped woman, making her going by ship.
The mist has cleared, the farther shore of the lake, two of the ghost I see.
A shooting star he found, millet jelly on his left hand, melting down.
To make an address to replay, in the psychiatric hospital, a pupil to b born and bred.
Drinking for our final parting, the geisha girl's nose, running green snot.

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