2012年05月16日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 4th. week vol. 2

A Eurasian Scops-owl recalls a caterpillar when the wind is shining.
Loneliness is, so to speak, angels drawn by Paul Klee.
When I went to Setagaya with the sleeves of my kimono tucked up, I found there is a nioudo, a shrine for niou guardians.
In a tea plantation, a lizard is chinning himself up by his one arm.
"What are you doing now?" in Fukushima dialect, I was given the challenge by the Diluvium.

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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 4th. week vol. 1

It is not suitable for me standing with a flower rainy day.
The back of the ocean gets wet in brilliant coloring.
How suspicious You are! To shave the beard of Francis Bacon, 1st Viscount St Alban KC.
We were completely outwitted by the MS-06 Zaku II, one of the mob characters.
They have brilliantly returned to base of soldiers in the whole universe that Buddha enlightened.

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2012年05月09日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 3rd. week vol. 2

A small white got special confidence in Koukai.
Before the noon, I got the penis by my left hand to measure radial rays.
For a rice‐planting girl, you should sign and seal on her bottom.
I coughed up my phlegm there for the camouflage as violets in the muddy garden.
A roadkill is take a bath in the morning, comfortably.

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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 3rd. week vol. 1

It tells her Gestaltzerfall that she cries "Foolish, you are!" under a white cloud.
On a fine day of May, what a white tummy under her gather on the skirt!
What can I do? I feel as if I were a Kappa got your shirikodama, the mythical ball inside the anus.
When I look up the sky, there is the same sun saying good-bye my Larugeus.
At our kitchen, I find you have the scare by knot of a rope on your wrist.

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2012年05月02日

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

There are dusts of this week in the disposable shopping bag.
On my unrolled sushi a fly dies, I find by my sleeping eyes.
They must have done a flit, there is a lot of large discarded in showery weather.
This cylinder cannot work well like me getting old.
A sewing machine and an umbrella have gotten tired to waiting for someone at A Tully's.

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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 2nd. week vol. 1

When a non‐drinker throws his sake cup, you can find him dishonesty.
Is there him in The Agency of Angels?
What should I do when I realized that I was barking up the wrong tree?
I'll see you if there is any distortion in the magnetic field.
Gathering my scab, how swift it is - on my aneurysm.

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2012年04月25日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 1st. week

Nuts got angry on a toilet seat.
There is a cat on a PCB in a picture.
You should pronounce "Etant donnes" as a virgin, shouldn't you?
I would run this mouse on your shoulder-blade when I was still only half awake.
I drawn Jules Verne's beard on my textbook.

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