2013年10月30日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 80th. week vol. 1

In the end as soon as, to be driven here, all of the asses.
To my alibi, a reel of films spinning, falling flowers.
Though to become famous, to be or not to be, never minded you are.
Cutting off the sound of the storm I can hear, a man throws up and groans with.
Singing ra ra ra ... , with my Godzilla, rain wind and rumbling. Or, singing ra ra ra ... , like my Godzilla coming, rain wind and rumbling. Otherwise, run run and running, my Godzilla coming, rain wind and rumbling.

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