2021年12月08日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 482nd. week
Into the dumb site, one of Santa Clauses, passing out.
Zipping down, how my faucet leaking, worried about.
Before spring has come, in danger of coming to light, killing a dog for.
In the sky, tow of the nations, a giant rock floats. Or, i the sky, tow of the nations, a hollow rock floats.
Yang Guifei does, pushing through bamboo blinds, and into the gate. Or, of Yang Guifei, pushing through her public hairs like bamboo blinds, and reach her valva.
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2021年12月01日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 481st. week
Because of having his pull, all of them think so, a greenhorn he is though.
In the gate of our school, on the sly, your letters there. Or, in my anus, on the sly, your letters there.
On the snow field, by the back of his shell, A Kappa skiing.
At the path between rice field, laughing loudly, a lifelike doll also.
Swing like a pendulum, for attraction of enterprise, his failing.
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2021年11月24日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 480th. week
Seemed happy, lost his body from the neck, the man is.
For his fall grey, the man nearly die, hanging himself.
Having come yesterday, the man my mother loves, saying "Bad luck out". Or, having come yesterday, the man my mother loves, saying to him "Bad luck out".
At the house of a widow, three of fellows come, putting the bite on her candies.
Who loving the conductor, of the maiden, having stiff on her shoulders.
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2021年11月17日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 479th. week
Not as your master, please call me, as your sweet heart.
To have crucify, at an odd place, his leg there.
A hair ornament on her head, seizing tight of her, becoming a bell. Or, a hair ornament on her head, seizing tight of her, sounds to ring.
On the year-end, how too good-natured I feel, on fat covering of her abdomen. Or, n the year-end, to admire I want, on fat covering of her abdomen.
To go with also, your detest man, ride together. Or, to go with also, of your detest man, following the back.
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2021年11月10日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 478th. week
To go through the darkness, by the lifeline for our ties not, to cause our crisis.
On the tab for stocking, three there, of rice grains.
Crossing the border, we can hear, cheers by children.
Waking up after, being out of season, a pumpkin there.
How curiosity you are, a girl with her mouth turned down, three hours spent. Or, I like that about you, a girl with her mouth turned down, three hours spent.
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2021年11月03日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 477th. week
The Chevalier Noir also, by the princess attended through this night, in dire distress.
To the desert in the moon, pumices to pick up in order, we have been.
For sheltering myself from the weather, at the house the cats ruling, under the eaves of. Or, for sheltering myself from the weather, in the night the cats ruling, under the eaves of.
To the children, rise in arms against how to, who instincted?
With the lady in the night, a empty small box, goes for sell.
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2021年10月27日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 476th. week
Even if stirred, how goodman you are, bad habit he cannot stop.
In the bath-tub, clams blowing up water, and a crab in red.
Beyond the wall, in place of a black cat is it, a cell phone rung.
On her knees, with putting on light makeup, to stick out the crimson tongue.
Only outside of the border, the land in the sun, so.
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2021年10月20日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 475th. week
On his bamboo pole, like a watering can, red her lips put.
The stepchild on this day today, about the circumstances of her mother, comes out with.
Of her first-born son, have gone home with, a girl from an another planet.
In the well, drown and realize, your conceit.
At the end his profligate life, to gain fame, after his death.
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2021年10月13日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 474th. week
Behind his clients, always left, the skilled detective have. Or, behind his clients, always left, the inept detective have.
For the monocle, no turn because of, melodrama it must be.
Every time the same, only his sporting gun, making talk.
With the faith healer, with quite empty, the inn staying at.
The world and his wife try to grow, in the name of tacks, for their self-satisfaction. Or, the world and his wife brought up, in the name of tacks, for their self-satisfaction.
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2021年10月06日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 473rd. week
The detective, having been led around by her nose, gets taste.
By a kite string, being in the same boat, not a spider's.
For her husband, only in the letters, showing her colors.
A poisonous insect, the married eating happily, and departed their last journey.
What you should run, for a jewel, not a light.
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2021年09月29日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 472nd. week
To say something looking like he wants, standing there alone, the spirit of my father.
To solve a problem, With making some sacrifice, the bum he arraigns.
Stir I will, before giving my eye, to her. Or, agitate I will, before giving my eye, to her.
Of my dead girl, as the keepsakes, toy blocks still there.
His mortal enemy, a bowl eating after, jellied fish left.
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2021年09月22日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 471st. week
Of rogues, there are no ones, in the occupied area.
Into the bush, making an appearance all of a sudden, a freaking child. Or, has come his summer vacation, making an appearance all of a sudden, a freaking child.
By prejudice, like cutting the gordian knot, in the morning drawn.
A few annotations on this, there are, of the letter body same as.
On distributing his mementos, appraising them, how was I worth for.
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2021年09月15日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 470th. week
On my right cheek, how many bees still stay, he asks.
I'm out at first, for be needed no reservations, in a sunny place on today.
The who acting for his boss, like on behalf of cigarets, it taste kind of squid.
No reason why doing, and with less desires, an evil spirit the boy he is (because).
For her parents, wave her hand and go, a first-year student does.
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2021年09月08日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 469th. week
Because of throwing in the towel, a folly there is, trying to picking up. Or, giving something up as hopeless though, a folly there is, trying to picking up.
Is it envy, touched by the baby, her tender skin on.
For a lost, to search and fall, my fate it is.
No umbrella, with suspicious looking, a long spell rain in autumn. or, no umbrella, with suspicious looking, the view to see.
Only one riddle left, the dog her holding only, no biting at.
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2021年09月01日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 468th. week
To the bottom under the ground, changed as a shapeshifting, her husband went and met.
The great evil gone, of a new comer, for prompting his appearance.
Possessed by demon, two snakes or so spitting out, because of.
A cave crickets to see, towards horizon under dust storm, a pig runs away.
On the warship in sunset, getting the good news, a child outruns.
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2021年08月25日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 467th. week
Before he gone, in time having licked, a drop of. Or, before he slept, in time having licked, a drop of.
In the dead of night, the picture has distorted, for evil spirits the gate has opened. Or, by his faith, the picture has distorted, for evil spirits the gate has opened.
By a cat jumping up, rolled off, her wheelchair is. Or, by a cat jumping up, rolled off, her life in a wheelchair she lives because of.
Set him free, the acharya also we know, an ordinary person. Or, his preaching we here, the acharya also we know, an ordinary person.
The armpit shot by an arrow, her udders of the virgin, wetting in red also.
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2021年08月18日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 466th. week
For my missing dog, to search, and a slinking cat I met. Or, for my missing dog, to search, and a home wrecker I met.
A crime committed by my store manager, finding out, tanking up.
In the front shrine, a sacrifice victim waiting for, a spearhead is there
My rival in her love, at his beside on his passing away, seized with fear because of.
Constantly telling us to, and falling asleep, a woman returning the favor. Or, constantly telling us to, and falling asleep, a woman forgetting her favor.
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2021年08月11日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 465th. week
In the box there, only my two fingers at last, reaching you to.
To emulate the mystery doctor, and fails, an actor how he is.
Also the count, teased by a cat, in his cinerary urn.
By its size, her crying out of joy, or its vibration sounds (which is louder).
Only in a dream of an old lady, have haunted, the white knight.
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2021年08月04日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 464th. week
Get stingy, by a trowels for waxing, an eye gouged out.
Waves dash against still, where he has being trapped in, Alcatraz there were.
Before his gone, with his late wife hoping to dream, a dream of fireworks.
Wii killed by bombs Both of, us like a cat and dog, for 150 tonne of.
At the behind of the warehouses also, before the festival, in the sky the evening watch.
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2021年07月28日
Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 463rd. week
The sent of her armpit, behind the green door, waiting after.
By lost his hand, like a spoiled child, cried over.
After his surviving, like singing the praises of, to love her in his old age.
On waving my chopsticks over for what to eat, also seated between the two pretty, breaking up both.
Of a girl sweating, from the hollow in the nape of her neck, to the edge of her gym clothes.
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