2023年02月01日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 542nd. week

A false doctor comes and, the tongue of a baby, in the night he suck. Or, a false doctor comes and, the private of a baby, in the night he suck.
Her birds of feather, bolting out his face, preaching the justice.
Being besieged, the doctors away, form our secret base.
On your having a lot to worry about, what a very easy job, by an azukitogi the yokai. Or, on your having a lot to worry about, what a very easy job, like washing azuki beans.
A blue cat, a mom in Naniwa, getting laid by. Or, "Aoneko" the book of poems, a mom in Naniwa, getting laid by.

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