2015年07月29日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 171st. week

Instead of drawing up a dead, to have a nail torn off, and saying yes. Or, instead of drawing up a dead, to have a nail torn off, and saying hold you in my arms.
Not to bite, to do hideaway, at this sunset wanna poo.
Tipsy I'm a little, have too much time on my, just ten minutes I have.
Hobbling on the street, walking in the shade, because of scratches on the shin. Or, hobbling on the street, walking in the shade, because with a guilty conscience I am.
A hooker, to look at the back of who playing a harp, having a feeling nothing to do.

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