As an Engineer,
I wash my hands before
I go to the john.

Is my legg asleep?
I make a cotton pillow
for my Hershey Bear.

accuasations
fly like the wind, make you spin
doctors. I self-heal.

weakly,
ineffectually?
I don't know what's best.

unsolved murders
unsolved abductions
pigs will be pigs

cops in cover-ups
forensic doubletalk
you make me PUKE!

if it looks like a dork
and walks like a dork -
It's A Dork!

wastington - the door
to alien sex slave trade:
job was CONDuIT's.

forty missing dames
in D.C. If the cops solve
one case they'd solve all

but it would bring down
the whole fucking government
so they won't! YOU PIGS!

forty missing babes
in D.C. Do the women
found there wanna be?

none condemn Condit
for diddling! Some big funk must
be being covered.

bush is balistic
no stand off race against time
proliferation

i am me alone
and no other besides me
including myself

Sheena.. oh hello
I've missed your flowing anthems
Of 5-7-5

good night sweet princess
i bid thee sweetest of dreams
don't hog the covers

there is no time nor
appropriate place to pass
into the ether

and given the choice,
nihilist notwithstanding,
i would explore there

testicles tickle
corrugated skin goosebumps
even the dog laughs

if you think in shit
don't submit - WE DON'T NEED IT!
challenge yourself... NEXT!

profligate fucker
puking up much bad haiku
pubic hair chokes me

i love animals
'specially those that taste good
pigs are some good eats

late breaking haiku:
I submit at six-fifty
it doesn't get on

until nine-fifty!
why the delay? they're checking
just what I meant, first?.

high colonic mass
keep your hands in your pockets
the priest will notice

katydid season
amazing singing insects
infest the woodlands

exuberant bugs
scream for female attention
reproduce and die

fuckers never vote
or apply for employment
smarter than moxie

we didn't go to
the moon, vegiegods refused
us. moonies don't get it.

"We need a woman
president!" "Whatcha dubya
about? Ya got bushshsh-"

mentadent toothpaste
four tubes with two free refills
now this is living!

there's bunk. it's debunked
and the debunkers are debunked
but nobody debunks the punk!

last night was so bad
crotch crickets sang me to sleep
i hate their screeching

cat flute hair spitting
man, i hate when this happens
leave your scent in dust

sing the hump back song
boom shakalaka boom boom
get down get down get.......

lincoln, jefferson,
truman, adams, roosevelt.
we get clinton, bush.

this democracy
needs some fixin' real fast
no real choices

mental defective
sits in the oval office
religious right stooge

defensive missile
just benefits big business
fuck the rest of us

hey, you're right about
the crap - it's bbaaaadd - butt better
is there, too. why din't

you see it? check out:
Fibonacci sexretary,
she hit on a high F number.

hey, you're right about
the crap - it's bbaaaadd - butt better
is there, too. why din't

you see it? check out:
Fibonacci sexretary,
she hit on a high F number.

yes you did, ash, as
ap. everyone I know knows
you are the same one!
(so there, ha ha - see earlier input)

Though the battle long
I'm glad to have a trophy
teletubby head

welcome back sheena
this site gets more obscener
with crap and wiener

you are mistaken
never said many were one
i am misquoted

Silver bullet plane
connects horizon to sky
with its puffy thread

That guy might be Nate
he thinks that his song is great
but it is ass-steak

hello, i am nate
i like my song very much
my song, so screw you

Nate wrote a great song
about how he smoked his bong
but it was his dong

You can't unite the
species of toads, frogs, and slugs
in the clothes dryer

(at least not without them sticking to the sides)

Twirl little kitty
enjoy your ride in the box
on the sit and spin

frenchy, old buddy
are ya out in the ether
vast vacuum of net?

hey, it's been a while
how have you all been doing?
the 5 7 5

can we get back to
philosophy and humor
like it used to be?

i miss the old stuff
sexy, weird, intelligent
not just "shit" and "cock"

I'm in Switzerland

ap/ash, you never
answered me, why do you think
so many are one

or Miss Everything,
she asked you what's our McVeigh's
location; you know?

fresh nicks, are they the
same as each other, let ap
figure it out, in.

would the worse poets
not be so often, think if
less is more so's WORSE.