2015年07月22日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 170th. week

For deep nail cutting, a finger of yours you do, to want to lick.
The earth torn, a quarrel between siblings has over, a night comes. Or, the blood avoids, a quarrel between siblings has over, hasn't it?
Henomoheji a face composed by language, to turn over even if, it has same means.
To be stood up by, to wonder how to make thong broken, playing a ballon yo-yo.
An unglazed pot,to pick up, a beggar makes it a lid. Or, a girl shaved, to pick up, a beggar inserts him.

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