2012年10月31日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 28th. week vol. 1

Unintentionally or unexpectedly, to eat a tasty korokke (croquette in Japanese style), I want.
On October, I can hear a buzz though there is no smoky fire used to keep off mosquitoes in the night.
Saying "Not on any account!", he will hit a gong tomorrow.
Be tight‐lipped like a bottled pickles, the suspect is.
When I woke, a bloody left hand there is. Or, when I woke, my left hand got bloodied.

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