2026年02月04日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 708th. week
By a barren woman, fallen in love with at first sight, there are times for me.
Salmon roe bowl is, for cuttlefish's at Choshi, a floating pillow.
A child wearing a polo neck, for whistle signal not to be able to hear, shaking a hand.
After school, in place of a whip, fire chopsticks in hot being used.
Muramasa the sward, got rusty, I don't care what.
composed by them.
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