2018年03月28日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 309th. week

To hold my tongue, because of keeping under her thumb, a lost article.
On Wednesday, Tuesday the day before, hateful it's.
Of sasanqua, by tapping its foot, budding.
On being cursed, even in hard times, to smoke a cigarette.
In the small shrine, layering of leather clothes are there, show signs of spring.

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