2025年04月09日

Haiku : Five Verses In Seven Days, the 695th. week

The young wife, a freshly grated brush, licking ever again. Or, my wife, the man just losing his virginity, having his sex twice.
After the rain, a maiden, the dragon abducts.
On low tide, the maiden, to dredge a dragon.
On the plain nature awakening, running a way, on the tank. Or, on the plain nature awakening, taking hand in hand, the tanks go.
In the greenhouse, in the night like this even a demon may satisfied himself, under Dutchman's pipe blooms. Or, having sheltered life, in the night like this even a devil may satisfied himself, by that Dutchman's pipe blooms.

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