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The Lion Sleeps Tonight

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 160th. week vol. 1

A liar, to blindfold his own right eye, for singing a song.
Rhododendron flowers, trying to put on her ear, to try to cry.
P.S., at a lavatory, a lampoon left there.
A train leaves, too late now, a brass band left. Or, train leaves, at after hours session, a brass band left.
To shake a bouquet, in Isle. Kikaigashima, at the heliport.

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2015年05月06日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 159th. week

Hazy in spring, enigmatic it's, a contour line over there.
To feel a little tipsy, a badger blows to play, sounds from alto saxophone.
A window cleaner, to cry for, at the chapel to repent his love affairs. Or, a window cleaner to cry for, colours of the chapel to repent.
For his master never comes, to creak and wait, a wheelchair does.
To be scolded, only a face of an old broad, to be heavy handed. Or, to be scolded, only a face of an old broad, to exist.

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2015年04月29日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 158th. week vol. 2

Your swaddling, to have dyed blood, at the railway station for going.
On the watch tower, the rising sun, to skewer.
At daybreak, a woman who envies, to get dead drunk with.
Babel it's in, to fall dawn, to do a fib unnecessary.
A monk in black, a widow to give comfort to, on pillows filled with buckwheat husks.

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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 158th. week vol. 1

To have haven a cough, in Europe filled with sorrow, to blow my nose just only do.
To draw meridians on the earth, to try to do over again, His Grace does.
A melody performed by her flute, to be possessed by a ghost.
Of Shibusawas, to stack up skulls, to set there.
Over yonder despair, a mirror in, with your smile can see.

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2015年04月22日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 157th. week vol. 2

His Adam's apple, to be quivered and have slept, a trumpeter does.
For chikaramizu to give water before his bout at sumo, bottom of a ladle, to be broken.
To get the season wrong, at The Cherry Orchard, Ivan the Fool comes there.
About an dorayaki, to consult everything, rain comes even if.
Whistling a whelk egg case, in a gambling room, to appear in my dream.

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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 157th. week vol. 1

At our bedside, to write down tally marks for counting, six more we have.
For sunrise viewed at the top of the mountain, as making it up to her, in name only.
A ruled line to have been forgotten to draw, and got a love for this reason, sometimes happen.
For a wrongdoer, not to throw a stone to ward off, boys who have no names.
Itsutsuginu kimono for court-ladies, over Kanmon Straits, across to go.

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2015年04月15日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 156th. week

Furoshiki, to fold very rough, on making a farewell call.
To Iwa, even a scorched pan, reproachful to me.
To say good-bye, a mole which is a icon to love someone, of bib.
For sakuramochis, a daughter three years old what should do, to love insects.
By marching on march, from Mt. Niitaka, to go down.

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2015年04月08日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 155th. week vol. 2

After to be left alone, to miss you, by the wind from a slit of windows.
What your name, at Yabura Street loose my footing, I wonder.
At the bottom of Shinjuku, your family temple is there, a flower for offering.
At Mamiana (the Soviet Russia embassy was used to be there), his bed room to rent, a big blood board does. Or, in the burrow of a raccoon dog, his bed room to rent, big weasel does.
You comb, after shaving on your underarm, spring has come.

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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 155th. week vol. 1

At the end of a line, through 100 generations 100 travellers passing, gademus they are.
On your eye, stroke to be coloured purple, and paint your cheek it.
Before my death, my half body to be torn, I miss.
A spoon for my coffee, to beat the beat, for getting tired out.
Just twenty she is, same numbers of her age, her fingers there was.

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2015年04月01日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 154th. week vol. 2

Under martial law, how should do, to ask about cherry blossoms.
In the previous night, to flow as to say yes, fur there was.
What a coward you are, will be tomorrow discharged, to spread around.
Not to have used, two pillows and a waitress in a Japanese-style hotel, how should be.
Three goze there are, can't feel out the situation, cherry tree complains. Or, a goze I see, can't feel out the situation, to say cherry tree.

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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 154th. week vol. 1

To be listed, on the deck of the aircraft carrier, I slide down.
At the end of the rainy season in Japan, between camel's humps, to be covered in moss.
White Mahjong tiles and squid sashimi, to dip in soy sauce and vinegar.
At the edge of a pierce, of a fly, tattoo is there.
Of my little sister, to climb the upper arm of hers, two fingers of mine do.

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2015年03月25日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 153rd. week

Playing Oicho-Kabu, with the lover of the pimp's wife.
To wait a cruising taxi, a woman holding her baggage, there is.
In the evening of this spring, to rest her head on a skull, a sleeping girl there. Or, to be drunken in the evening, to rest her head on a skull, a sleeping girl there.
To whisper for asking, playing with Hana Ichi Monme, to a person in a traffic sign.
To sound the death knell for, bells ring they are, to pedal an organ.

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2015年03月18日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 152nd. week

On where raising the ground level, to take a pee, my being fated.
By my love, of in disposable shopping bag, same as weight.
My intestines, to turn over, and to dry out of direct sunlight.
And an ornamental hairpin, to lay on the grave, a chastity belt is there.
A pair of chopsticks is there, not to love me, my man's.

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2015年03月11日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 151st. week

To close, the door behind you, with your smile on.
Being brought up with tender care in, beneath the back door, to play house.
On a tobacco tray, to snap guitar a string, at the first day.
To steal a kiss and have gone, a kamaitachi, Japanese dust devil does.
Not to go, an exorcist ,on her body to ride.

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2015年03月04日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 150th. week

Their knees, to line up and hit, my profligate son does. Or, by his knee, to line up and hit gongs, my son does.
To get a boner, to pretend ignorance, for playing lucky laugh.
On a sunny spot, to be left out of them, spring has come.
Not to think deeply enough, to lick and lick her pen, to make a farewell call. Or, not to think deeply enough, to blow job, for love in her vacation.
Newspapers to cut up, and grill a squid, only having regrets about.

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2015年02月25日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 149th. week vol. 2

To be taken in by your fast-talk, long time no see don' t you, on your rouge.
Lanterns, to pile up one after another, and to get in the pocket.
To tell a lie, also on today, somebody vomits.
So lonely, put down the moon, on the roof.
To fall head over heels and tumble to the ground, a tomica die-cast toy car turn and turn, red‐hot metal chopsticks stick.

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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 149th. week vol. 1

A low dining table, to pull over, in a beautiful spring day.
To say that's ok, over a half a day, at the airport we spend. Or, Eno's music this is to say, over a half a day, at the airport we spend.
Snowing in this Morning, good-looking but homeless.
A whale howls, to search for, a thermal airship flies.
On a tin roof, an egg rollin', for your love. Or, on a tin roof, an egg rollin', a yolk fallin' love.

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2015年02月18日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 148th. week

To draw a net ashore, with a man who bed-hop, and with an woman who bed-hop.
On a pale cheek, to do being painted redness.
Sunset comes, at the end of a branch line, to be at a loss.
For a mutual‐aid association, two of women, to packed be in a casebox.
To give the challenge, Mercurian am I, it answers and there is.

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2015年02月11日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 147th. week

A clapperboard, to cry and bum, a seven years old child does. Or, a clapperboard, to cry and bum, seven children do.
At "Der Lindenbaum", looking like maitreya very much, a hair ornament is there.
By a red light, whoever will die, drunken at this noon.
Under rubber sole, to think for yourself, what goes on.
At Hachioji, to have been bored looking for, Suzuki or Takahashi. Or, eight princes, to have been bored looking for, in pig's dung.

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2015年02月04日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 146th. week

On my yawning it bursts into flame, snow falls at noon.
To go numb, by match no selling, setting it fire.
Of flesh-colored, crayons in the name, 14 or 15 there are.
Eyebrow to wipe off, in this morning, how quiet it is.
In Hollywood, jewels on her navel, to pick on. Or, To Hollywood, just the jewels, to pick up.

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