2022年10月11日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 526th. week

In early summer cool light breezes, two of blobs in the empty house, swaying.
To the bottom of the sea, carrying a caudal fin on our backs, and heading to Fin-land.
Derricking, mooned, a duck is.
Behead me, just my sin it's, the shame of the state.
All of the stupidities, sitting silently at a meeting, for playing sanbaso dancing.

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