2016年07月27日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 222nd. week

To have their names entered, to have to do that all over again, and again.
To make my blood run cold, just only nuts, too hot in spite of.
By a bride, for a very small token of her gratitude, to give a long talk.
About use by them, five or six which to be selected, to pay the balance it's the problem.
By the chirring of cicadas in chorus like rain showers, my ears are the naked, a parasol to put up though.

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