2016年10月26日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 235th. week

In revenge for, whole with a kotatsu, flung it over.
At paring, to turn to the Speckled, begging her for money.
Because of her little taste, to a woman next seat, salt and pepper please. Or, because of her thin lips, to a woman next seat, salt and pepper please.
Of the unused, a condom for a side dish, a pillow talk with.
That girl is, like Chieko, soaring in the sky.

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