Stalinist lightbulb
Shines so brightly in my eyes
Buzz buzz, try again

If you're at the mall
You are a face in the crowd
Of people you hate

and mortality
it can't take long i figure
but then it's over

while slurping that clit
avoid letting hot twat juice
squirt into your eyes

while tonguing pussy
try pushing your nose into
that little brown hole

When I see people,
like at a mall, I think, man
I really hate them

Oh, I eat pussy
If it smells like fish, eat it
As I always say

Oh, I eat pussy
If it smalls like fish, eat it
As I always say

count again my friend.
mine are seventeen, unlike
the two you sent in.

I laughed so hard I think I had an orgasm
From that last post
Thank you Dr. Teeth!

New-installed car gun
blasts, recoils; charred remains!
Flip ME off, will you?

thought for a workday
play the lottery and win
knock this shithole down

Dyslexic agnos-
tic insomniac, up late,
Cries, "Is there a dog?"

He wants deep throat
That's not a problem
His dick is small.

mister t and me
went ice fishing last winter
later, he kissed me

But that's okay BuckI guess the second MeowmixWas a mistake?

My haikus are badBut at least they are seventeensyllables, Buck

It is illegalTo walk down some city streetsIf you are ugly

I wear the pantsin this relationship but they'rebig, baggy clown pants

I want chicken, I
want liver meowmix,meowmix
please deliver. Please?

watch out while you sleep
cause when you least expect it
there's PSYCHO KITTY!!

Laugh, clown,laugh.This is
what I tell myself when I
dress up like bozo

bananas taste good
funky monkeys taste better
let out a big yawn

The snow blows around
Making baked beans taste better
Now I have to fart.

Cyanide turkey,
Blue faces--another Ke-
vorkian evening

this is really true:
girl I knew said her newborn
was hung like a horse

if I was female
I would make it a point to
show truckers my tits

Japanese girls are
Chasing gaigin Dean, and then:
Kanashibari!

Oh the altar boys
"Post-coitus anima triste
I cum, go sadly

What a crappy logo
Still messing with this
Hollywood bonfire is a freak

http://www.topix.com/~janis/submit.gif
I'm just messing with this
shut up

How I hate that smell!
Napalm brings my breakfast up:
Man, your foot's on fire!

Your come flies in eyes
My mom flab fucks you quickly
It makes me wet too

Scent of new spring blooms
Clouds of everlasting hope
I hate Ebola

Morning sun, fresh dew,
Butterflies dance in the breeze.
Die mother f*cker!

The best think to do
is sneak up on little kids
and scare them badly

Yesterday we had a party
I drank lots of beer
I'm pissing since morning

I've a friend
who writes bad poems
But, hey! Not worse than me.

baby pigs at play ...
kindergarten of bacon,
grunting chorizo.

Stakhanov sleeps in
mine tailings, the years shrugging
the weight of vodka

Lemon fresh goodness
when she walks by, shyly smiles
her new shoes on fire.

I nory awah:
Excuse me, Uncle Mike, but
my bottom just burped.

I write the Haiku
But there is no soup for you
Shut yer yap you fool

make up your own mind
Heisenberg's uncertainty
can't be principled