2014年01月29日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 93rd. week vol. 2

Please one more to try, a taste of kissing to an informer. Or, please one more try, a taste of an informer’s private.
Not to be the police, to be the thieves, don’t you have courage to do?
Shakin’ your navel, bigger than the sound of your heart.
Calling a cockatoo, at an edge of tofu, the sea of corruption there is.
A snow ball including a stone, a friend handed to me, on February. Or, a snow ball including a stone, a friend handed to me, under the moon.

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