2024年10月02日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 668th. week

For the sniper, for three days and two nights, getting tired of waiting.
At the polling place, the face I once saw, of a snake woman.
By bobbing up my father, dropping the plate accidentally, of pasta.
A raven flied away, with his back getting a sunburn, a scarecrow stays.
That I lost, a right pinky is, in a box.

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