2017年09月06日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 280th. week

With my right‐hand man, to the other side of La Seine, to across.
With their children, putting on up the stairs, dogs food.
A warning is, sounding a mild day, on Sunday.
With her teeth black a married woman, and the tongue over there, smiling a friendly.
The Summer has gone, an odor of mold runs, the days also.

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