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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 150th. week

Their knees, to line up and hit, my profligate son does. Or, by his knee, to line up and hit gongs, my son does.
To get a boner, to pretend ignorance, for playing lucky laugh.
On a sunny spot, to be left out of them, spring has come.
Not to think deeply enough, to lick and lick her pen, to make a farewell call. Or, not to think deeply enough, to blow job, for love in her vacation.
Newspapers to cut up, and grill a squid, only having regrets about.

composed by them.

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