2013年06月26日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 62nd. week

To feel under pressure, but can't do what to want to do, only watching the percentage of it increasing.
Bouncing your ball, heads in my sleeve, for using a few.
Like a punishment being exiled to an island, we don't expect you on our department as playing red rover.
A stomach band for a kid, if he get off his costume, to look fierce a person inside a cartoon body suit, maybe.
By a wisdom tooth, to be swollen, it's a chance for my diet, I think. Or, my parents don't know, to be swollen my cock, to put up with.

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