2013年12月04日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 85th. week

Not to understand what is the day, today, preach the Gospel you'll try to.
A side job in home, to set up machine-guns, the rain lets up.
To be sit silently at a meeting, and rise their heads, to hide into leather. Or, to gather and plant goose's necks, to hide into leather.
For a virgin, a woman diver putting off her suit, on her body sea anemone is there.
To shut down me, and have slept, like a foetus you are.

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