2017年08月09日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 276th. week

Playing peekaboo, toward the tip of it's leash, a dog disappeared.
One of the pigs, by it's right forepaw, siesta it has.
At a long stretch of, only alone left behind, how funny face she has.
On the waterline of, to foam the waves, like a merrymaking it is.
On the end of this month, starting with, in bed a sexual performer.

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