2025年01月15日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 683rd. week

Making our way into, all around there, carpenter bees are.
Before into the sewerage, not a crocodile coming, making a wish.
With the broth, on a cigar throw away, his saliva put.
In front of the photocopier, taking up her stand, a day after her vacation.
Three days ago, an ermine was fascinated, a widow passing by.

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