2014年02月26日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 97th. week vol. 2

By my sugar boy, on the Bellows, a rice cracker seasoned with soy sauce eaten.
Playing piano, by heel kicking I hear, the beat from is black.
At first a girl for, and the last of all, die you should.
Wimpy we are, we're so pretty, we're vacant.
A gag on her, taking off as soon as, spurts it.

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