2014年10月08日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 129th. week vol. 2

A woman rollin' on the river, on whom to be loaded on, and has gone.
The tairo peeping abobe Gohonmatsu, here he is. Or, The tairo on the one of five pine trees, all people to be here except him.
Cracking his neck and tweeting, a song for a cocue.
About the line of dora in mahjong, on the a coast road, to raise a stink.
The upper in the sky, suffer from a pain in the foot to be pulled, a gargoyle is there.

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