2020年12月09日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 430th. week

My mother says, only one you should do, of ten.
Who is proud and arrogant, doing by the book, to set fire.
A black snake, left to wait impatiently, towards the dressing room.
For two babies, lulling instead of, a bottle of arsenic using. Or, a baby between two of us, lulling instead of, a bottle of arsenic using.
As my wishes for your departure he says, three roasted potatoes, the land-broker hands to.

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