Goddess loves ya, babe
blessed be
by Moxie
fuck off moxie
by Anonymous Poet
bad tarots in store
said you can't think as a one
but as a group, cliques
die as a group too
by Moxie
Oh, Great Coffee You!
Though my jeans may be too tight
I have had two calls.
by WyldKyss
writing should not be
so much pompous pressure from
people who laugh at
others suffering
till the bullet, like I've said before...
hits you
by Moxie
I'd save my money
Jeremy, my boy, you need
to get your own real
writing career started
by Moxie
I wonder if fame
is part sale, part pompous
and little talent
by Moxie
So we congregate
I am full of so much hate
and, so much loud gas
by Moxie
Now Monday Morning
Not so much fussing I see
This makes me happy
I have my coffee
And logged in on the network
Waiting for the calls.
by WyldKyss
it's called the rut or
slough of despair, hell is full
of people like you and i
by Moxie
hey, sometimes hell is
a vacation from thought, self
and self respect, but
I need the practice...
these are bad haikus...
by Moxie
oh, go eat some food
snippy minds are thoughtless when
hungry and brawling
by Moxie
Well, the Zentraedi
destroyed Toronto battling
the SDF-1 in
a freak accident
and given the Ontarians
can be real snobs, sometimes
by Moxie
My wife keeps saying
I never listen to her
Or something like that
by Chowderead
Iceland not icy,
Greenland not green. Now I get
it: Viking humor.
by Chowderhead
No escape from fumes
Fart in the elevator
Someone
by Chowderhead
Monkeys at the zoo
won
by Chowderhead
bugs in the kitchen,
i squash. not to be evil,
but because i can.
by lizzle of b'klyn
i think that it's time
for you to find your own wings...
your own name, at least
by scott to pseudo-scott (you must be really, really bored)
dig
by scott a psuedo-scott
you've learned to "view source"
that is so damn impressive
one might say "brilliant"
by scott to pseudo-scott (if one could spell properly)
...doon woory scott lad
mox'l kip yoo compny ey
doeen spring-tem choors
(must be the strokes this
....people suffer from)
by ronin(couldntevenspeakstraightenglishmayt
........oh yeah, is that so
that beatnik groupie can't sing
......otherwise he's known
...(can't even think, i wager)
by ronin@idgivehimascoreof8nomoremaybeless
still awake, se
by ronin@
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by ash...... not quite a haiku
.......playing red alert
version five point six beats
....reading moxie's lines
by ronin
...yowh deh le hee hooo
(great vocals by the way)
by ronin@itsjusttheforestladandoheasyonthegrass
Oh yeah it's brilliant
by scott
irish punk with pipes
a little bit of beer mixed
in....perfect evening.
by k
billy bragg played to-
night, i got drunk with the band
that opened...great blokes!
by k of hanging out with the until now unknow band "Black 47"
will somebody please
donate to the "give moxie
a big ass gun" fund
by ap
lithium dwindles
moxie's on a fuckin' roll
grandma has a cock
by ap
webmaster not pleased ?
janis can speak for herself
she may be laughing
by ash
I want to haiku
But it is hard with every Fuck
You keep typing here.
Stop picking on each
You all enjoy flame wars here
Except webmaster.
by WyldKyss
fuck off moxie
by Anonymous Poet
I think you are right
by Moxie
i don't need a fight
but you are provocative
and irritating
by ash
you are deluded
the site was fine before you
and will be after
by ash
I see no death in
Moving on with your own life,
Leaving haiku here.
by WyldKyss
the truth is if I
stay here, I kill myself by
my own will to, waste...
and feed the pigs, rot
by Moxie
did you not say that
I should just go, because these
people are dull with
no one to fight, they'd
wither...
by Moxie
Bicker, bickering
Children must stop fighting
No Message Board here.
by WyldKyss
the unmanaged
if you were to die, would you
be just, another
T-boz sound bite? we
care because we shall see you
no more? Rest in woof
by Moxie
thought of posting my
real name here, taking to heart
the thoughts of unknowns
by Moxie
exit the building
by pushing the men and girls
down the stairs, for self
out of my way, and
jump on the broken bones as
to say, I'm an ass
by Moxie
The psycho would not
care, who gets hurt, because care
does not exist in
his emotional
vocabulary, I care
way the fuck too much
fuck off to you all too
by Mox
