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Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 258th. week

As the sun sets, to run to and drink, sake cup comes.
Because of becoming hungry, until the kettle is boiling, something to do.
On my way to, to tie tight, her corset I try.
Like an cow, to pile up her highs, on the green field.
Even if to sweat, a look to get wet also, to try not to show .

composed by them.

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