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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 16th. week

In a muddy place, giving myself up to, like an sleeping lungfish.
Either a sudden-death round or a game of chicken, I wonder which is suitable for me?
Have you sunburn? the girl in a school swimsuit and my "petite mort."
So, stripping yourself to the waist, for a landscape in the summer, put on vermilion by brush.
Two Monks come and go the very narrow passage. Or, two Monks come and go between her pussy and anal.

composed by them.

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