2021年11月17日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 479th. week

Not as your master, please call me, as your sweet heart.
To have crucify, at an odd place, his leg there.
A hair ornament on her head, seizing tight of her, becoming a bell. Or, a hair ornament on her head, seizing tight of her, sounds to ring.
On the year-end, how too good-natured I feel, on fat covering of her abdomen. Or, n the year-end, to admire I want, on fat covering of her abdomen.
To go with also, your detest man, ride together. Or, to go with also, of your detest man, following the back.

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