2017年12月20日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 295th. week

From being bustle, to get away far, an ambulance stays.
At the dingy, knocking the door, to be in a slump.
By yellow patrinia, wet on my middle finger, at the third of.
To get into a fight, tasting sea mustard only, in drinking miso soup.
On the last work day for me, to pile up the drums, for tipping.

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