2020年04月01日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 394th. week

Of all days in spring, said a such thing, by the reason a return of chilly weather.
By the court lady, my socks putting only, pulled off.
As every day is a good day, overwriting only, the night tonight is.
Beyond grids of iron bars, under her mask, laughing my wife.
Your stepping on, under a sole of your foot, the same things you always it's.

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