2023年05月17日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 556th. week

Even for sobering up, he cannot dispel the gloom, shot to kill.
In the enemy base, Peeping Tom Thumb only, waiting for us.
Detain me, by a quarrel between my wife, no home to go.
For blood-stained only, having gotten a taste for, a ruling pen.
Of a kitten, about a precognitive dream, the police officers are bustling.

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