2021年10月27日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 476th. week

Even if stirred, how goodman you are, bad habit he cannot stop.
In the bath-tub, clams blowing up water, and a crab in red.
Beyond the wall, in place of a black cat is it, a cell phone rung.
On her knees, with putting on light makeup, to stick out the crimson tongue.
Only outside of the border, the land in the sun, so.

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