2020年04月08日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 395th. week

To the washroom, only a youngest daughter, going hurriedly.
A cat also there, to stack three, and divide into six. Or, with a cat, a wife and her adulterous partner, punishing He does.
Beating a hand drum, only on the stage, what a clown I am.
For absence, after writing down the letter, the invitation waiting for.
Falling cherry blossoms, sweeping to throw away, a child of the chief priest is.

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