Go to hell in a bucket,
enjoy the ride and
have a few drugs on me

ah, when I am
used as the anger factor, you
are managing, what happens in
your lives to feel this way?
I still live at home and pay too much
attention to people on line and what
they think I really am.

press success in yurp.
hell goes well with adubya
n hitler, both bound.

BTW, Mellie is still an angel...
And I like Ash but I don't know why...

actually I'm getting carried away here.
I'm going to take over the world with
my bad smelling shirt from Denny's here
whining everyone to death and celebrating Father's
Day after having watched Star Wars last night.
RESPECT!

We will meet someday.
I won't know you, you won't know me.
You will pick a book up by me.

To say such hate and
put the moods and emotions
in one person is to say
you have no confidence in yourselves.

Your poetry shouldn't talk
like that. It's Satanic.
Like I was

happy cum doner,
male baby-sitter's day, still
no diapers in NFL colors.

who am I to trash
the twat; I just want to stand
up and be cunted.

I know twat is not
a crook, he's the front of it,
the latch-key lackey.

he's not smart enough
to connive OR REPENT. his
elucation's wrong.

smart move, put the bombs
you want to shoot at them right
in Russia, save gas.

one Rusky wants to
get back alaska, other
wants to sell the rest.

ate my girl's panties
pre-laundry, tastes just Like ME?
oya, I'd worn them last.

figured out you're all
the same, person! not "person"
just ALL the SAME, ew...

watching my tv
i noted agent mulder
intuh aliens

inter alia
so too was roy orbison
broke his heart I think

office painted red
don't need to go to town now
I've been there before

amongst other things
i drop a few foreign words
inter alia

the stench of moxie
permeates the haiku site
lingers like a fart

he lives in a world
where he is ashamed, shunned
and despised. must suck.

better to ignore
the prick has no pride or balls.
how can WE hurt him?

there is shame in this
purposeful stupidity
whining motherfucker

when moxie posts here
i hate to follow the ass
hole churl he sucks

unusual state.
anger is unproductive,
unavoidable.

Aye...see through anothers
eyes...it is hard but what will
I see through your own?

see dog through window
plays in yard cares not for crap
that boy can teach me

In my "raves" what did
I say? Did I say nothing
or did I say more?

Did some say a lot
of nothing, but in a pattern?
just a bit though...

And most say something
about sex, the birds, Bushy
where's that BUSHido?

I have a manner
not the best manner to think
go "rave" style a bit

forgetting most
like to try and follow set
ways. For the long run.

I lose myself...

what a fucking mess
what happened to haiku form
she is hot mellie

I do not understand the missle shield?
What are we defending ourselves from?
What of China? Noodles...
If you don't environ, there will be nothing
left to sell and buy...there will be weeping in
Babylon DC when the Beast arrises...

Dub is a pumpkin
He is the current pin the tail on the president
till the next one arrives...

Ten animal patterns
you must act as a beast
to get respect from man
he reacts like a mindless animal
at times...
I speak as one

from a man not his
daddy - his daddy-killer.
follow the funny,

Mz ConGenitalia.

Fibonacci saw
it coming, this number, but
nothing did he write

I once fucked them high
enough to feel them thrusting
times ten to the eighth

Mz ConGenitalia

oswald innocent...
don't knock the wooden dubya
inherited it.

what's dat? it's parts cats
and parts dogs. All its little
pittens are dat's dats!

dead doornail McVeigh
wasn't me! or what I say:
just a croak of shit.

twat gets in (cheating,
drinking all the way) gas up
except in Texas.

since it, really, had
been gore won, gas only gone
down in tennessee.

dead as a doornail
as a doornail to nail ya.
dubya doornail ya.

under clinton, I
remember it better: the
Whiner Republick.

global Warm troopers
of adubya hitler are
major league butt-offs.

dead issue: dubya
media dahhh-ling, we hear
of no garbles now.

dead as dubya in
europe, but I get haiku
spin round in my grave.

kayvan, try a trip!
a knight's tour, all sixty-four
squares once, no repeats.

mudjimba shivers
cold black water black swans sigh
dreamtime maroochy

The blood pours and pours
empathy cannot endure
I leave broken heart.

pawn, knight bishop, rook, king, queen.
I rule my army.
coordination pays off: mate!