Make a haiku

hiding one more day...
lounging languidly and lost,
this time, in a book...
 
Autumns' last warmth
sparkles with the wind-borne scent
of Winters' approach.
 
Summer's long night draws
On slowly by while evening
Breeze delights my senses.
 
Some call her a bitch
But cocks still polish her teeth
Animal cruelty?

:D
 
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