2016年03月30日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 206th. week

A piper, to cover his mouth with it is said, an enigmatic cloth this is.
Only an orphan, like "up, up, and away", soars in the sky.
After five o'clock, (like) licking his lips, to clean out mud from a drain.
Even the prince, if sitting next to, so lonely may be.
Seals thrown by, if make sounds, how sounds it.

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