Bad Haiku
Horrible poetry for the digital age
27 Years, 357 Days and 77342 Haiku later...

based on a true story

crashed my bike one time
my nuts got scabs and i cried
i was embarrased
Haiku # 2420, October 24, 1999 6:41 pm ET
by Kackarott
Big, fat, red-head, Jake
Loves dirty animal sex
Your pet is not safe
Haiku # 2419, October 24, 1999 6:41 pm ET
by HaiPoo of USA
Fat angel cant fly
his wings are covered in sweat
lay off the twinkies
Haiku # 2417, October 24, 1999 6:24 pm ET
by Kackarott
The Hippo kills me
cant go for two, kick is good!
what did you do!!! Nooooooo!
Haiku # 2416, October 24, 1999 6:16 pm ET
by Kackarott
You know that carpet
from the seventies? There''s a
reason it''s called "shag."
Haiku # 2415, October 24, 1999 6:09 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
That happened to me
once, Trisha, and I told the
teacher to stuff it.
Haiku # 2414, October 24, 1999 5:52 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
I made a sculpture
that expressed all of myself,
and the professor

made it demonstrate
what not to do. I am what
not to do, I guess.
Haiku # 2413, October 24, 1999 5:49 pm ET
by Trisha
Germans are dumb-fucks.
They spell "Canada" like this:
"Kanada." Fuck that.
Haiku # 2412, October 24, 1999 5:29 pm ET
by Trisha
Fuck the communists.
Fuck the Chinese hippy cults.
Fuck Martha Stewart.
Haiku # 2411, October 24, 1999 5:23 pm ET
by Kat-Krotch
Vanse was a good mouse
who died when I left her with
neighbors. Cheer up, Kim.
Haiku # 2410, October 24, 1999 5:20 pm ET
by Kat-Krotch
I miss Piper. The
sweetest rat who ever lived
died from loving me.

Pink nose, white whiskers,
that soft little tongue, licking
at my fingertips.

I loved the scaly
tail, the curly blue spot on
his forehead, pink toes.
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Haiku # 2409, October 24, 1999 5:13 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
Here''s my dilemma:
I''m sick of being alive;
I don''t want to die.
Haiku # 2408, October 24, 1999 5:01 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
Hey, Angel, I''m a
philosophy minor, so
don''t insult the stuff.
Haiku # 2407, October 24, 1999 4:56 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
don''t smoke the reefer!!
eat it instead, tastes better
doesn''t hurt the lungs
Haiku # 2406, October 24, 1999 4:48 pm ET
by angel
philosophy is
bullshit to make us feel grand
lacking intellect
Haiku # 2405, October 24, 1999 4:48 pm ET
by angel
birds sweetly singing
sound resounds through the morning
twelve birds, ten bullets
Haiku # 2404, October 24, 1999 4:47 pm ET
by angel
why this obsession
with massive fornication?
go save the world boy
Haiku # 2403, October 24, 1999 4:45 pm ET
by angel
insanity me
one good phrase in this pile
look for me insane
Haiku # 2402, October 24, 1999 4:44 pm ET
by angel
really, rugburn sucks
and lube gets on the carpet
more trouble than fun
Haiku # 2401, October 24, 1999 4:43 pm ET
by angel
When will that sweet young
man notice that I am real?
I need convincing.
Haiku # 2400, October 24, 1999 4:40 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
gurgle gurgle snarf
razzle smack hummer dingdong
careful of rug burn
Haiku # 2399, October 24, 1999 4:38 pm ET
by angel
I wonder what it
must feel like, waking beside
someone who loves you.
Haiku # 2398, October 24, 1999 4:37 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
hard-ass militant
girly-girl with a nice chest
which is really me?
Haiku # 2397, October 24, 1999 4:37 pm ET
by angel
i love my friend kim
like i love my fav''rite bear
i am not this nice
Haiku # 2396, October 24, 1999 4:36 pm ET
by angel
Angel the red haired
vixen twists in her chair as
we laugh together.
Haiku # 2395, October 24, 1999 4:35 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
brown hair and strong arms
sweetest smile and big brown eyes
that i''ll never have
Haiku # 2394, October 24, 1999 4:35 pm ET
by weaselgirl
sentimental shit
gets me on my softer side
fuck relationships
Haiku # 2393, October 24, 1999 4:34 pm ET
by angel
I like hairy legs:
The soft feeling against my
sheets as I move them.
Haiku # 2392, October 24, 1999 4:32 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
i''m not vindictive
i swear, it''s all good clean fun
death is not a sport
Haiku # 2391, October 24, 1999 4:32 pm ET
by angel
smiley emily
not any of the nice ones
she deserves to die
Haiku # 2390, October 24, 1999 4:31 pm ET
by angel
foreign girls are fun
and yes they do shave their legs
but i''m still hairy
Haiku # 2389, October 24, 1999 4:30 pm ET
by angel
Proud of my morals,
Virginity is a rare
and precious treasure.
Haiku # 2388, October 24, 1999 4:30 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
sex! yes it is fun
but too much can be too much
just finish dammit!
Haiku # 2387, October 24, 1999 4:29 pm ET
by angel
If I could have one
wish, then Janet would have been
aborted, for sure.
Haiku # 2386, October 24, 1999 4:28 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
comic book treaties
and fictional combat scenes
leech the intellect
Haiku # 2385, October 24, 1999 4:28 pm ET
by angel
breathe deep alcohol
smile, glance, enjoy your youth
your liver is toast
Haiku # 2384, October 24, 1999 4:27 pm ET
by angel
emily the bitch
stabbed us in our backs today
revenge comes sweetly
Haiku # 2383, October 24, 1999 4:26 pm ET
by angel
oop, I forgot that
the word "borrow" is always
polysyllabic.
Haiku # 2382, October 24, 1999 4:25 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
dragonsnail''s not sane
dragonman''s not anyone''s-
angel''s not that pure
Haiku # 2381, October 24, 1999 4:24 pm ET
by angel
Angel is a slut
who likes to fuck at random.
Just ask Ryan B.
Haiku # 2380, October 24, 1999 4:24 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
Pubic hair on his
soap, I ask if I can borrow...
shower fantasy.
Haiku # 2379, October 24, 1999 4:23 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
weasels taste furry-
take out the hair taste
and inhale deeply
Haiku # 2378, October 24, 1999 4:22 pm ET
by angel
Oh clump of shit on
my front lawn, my feet slip down
into your soft warmth.
Haiku # 2377, October 24, 1999 4:16 pm ET
by Kimberly Sowell
sex in the shower
should be avoided by all
it is quite sticky
Haiku # 2376, October 24, 1999 4:16 pm ET
by ange
I think I might be
a Mall Santa Clause this year.
Wouldn''t that be cool?!
Haiku # 2375, October 24, 1999 3:13 pm ET
by Tony's Grandpa
Hops, barley, and yeast
Brewed to perfection for me
Feel like passing out
Haiku # 2374, October 24, 1999 12:37 pm ET
by HaiPoo of USA
Garlic butter drips
From my quattro formaggi
Staining my trousers
Haiku # 2373, October 24, 1999 10:24 am ET
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
Cross my palm with gold;
Silver is for losers, boy.
Now then. Pick a card..
Haiku # 2372, October 24, 1999 9:40 am ET
by Scrunty Hardbody
Shiny black vinyl
Catches the light like a whore
Catches syphillis
Haiku # 2371, October 24, 1999 8:15 am ET
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
A bamboo bending
Is strangely reminiscent
Of your underpants
Haiku # 2370, October 24, 1999 6:21 am ET
by Kenneth Extension of Yuggoth
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