Sakura and pear blossomed, fogs swam over Mount Fuji. A girl without clothes came ashore. She turned everyone on so that they fled to her in droves. And then they made love to her without love. The girls body is strewn with snow. No, the slut is not cold, too hot. Came closer, all in semen, semen, semen all around. Collect it all and hand it over for money, like glass containers in the receiver of Tokyo. Haiku we have not learned to write, forgive us.
