2016年12月21日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 243rd. week

If getting cold you are, indulgences you could get, a few of.
In the night of December, roaring drums, to get his obituary. Or, in the world of December, roaring drums, to get his obituary.
To pound mochi, the role for Autumn Leaves, having come to an end already.
An umeboshi is, towards the bottom of a well, fallin'.
To lose a job, an announcement for the time pupils get out of school, I hear.

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