2025年12月31日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 703rd. week

Hime daruma doll, tumbling rolly polly, into a washing machine.
On my bed, behaving as if she is, to growl like a fierce dog.
When to clap, they never know, because of his long lines.
On the top of a lattice tower, dancing with, Shingo was born.
Of rural crafts, like a fish figure, sour he smells.

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