2022年12月21日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 536th. week

On a thigh of her, mellowly becoming familiar, the arches of my feet.
Over bon festival is, drifting on the waves, an intelligent woman is.
On the nape of her neck, three her babies, hanging to walk.
The reason why his humming, the ex-sweetheart he gave over, to go borrowing.
The debut collector comes, after the beginning of the next month, two night has over he says. Or, the debut collector comes, after the beginning of the next month, crying on grinning his face.

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