2014年02月05日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 94th. week vol. 1

Rough to eyes, polite to lips, on my drawing.
A tit taps a tip, by tip to tap tits, for a tip a tit taps.
Be gripped underhand, on a thigh two fingers track there are.
If one hundred my sisters rode on me, it got warm, I hope.
Only those who are invited, shallow they are, in the garden for the party.

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