2022年01月26日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 489th. week
At the carnival, one of clowns, hunted and killed.
By my stepchild, at her mercy, killing my wife.
A remark of his masturbation, the hollow's void, using there is.
Lying on, a small grain of pears, biting. Or, Lying on, no replay gotten, biting.
Imitating ridiculously is it, even aliens, he preach.
composed by them.
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