2019年04月03日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 342nd. week

Of a photographer, on taking a photo of his, how ashamed.
To gag her, the sound of a shihsi-odoshi, I hear.
Three days I've in, a straitjacket, for sun drying.
To make tea, under her smile, skinny chest there.
On the other day, like crocodilians have, also decayed tooth.

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