What to do, buy now
or wait for those great After
Waitangi Day Sales?
by onjaysun (a Kiweird Treaty thing)
The condor flies home
To feed its newborn children
But they are absent
by A Student of Skegness
I dub ComiCat
The Enola Gay Payload
For she is tha bomb
by maestro
fucketh off damned moxie
by Anonymous Poet
i bid ye farewell
opiate haze doth beckon
embrace pulchritude
by maestro
terse apology
provides deficient amends
for prior horseshite
by maestro
the Void is not filled
with hollow thoughts aplenty
though, cannot expand
by maestro
my absence of care
evinced in repetition
i should surrender
by maestro
my haiku do blow
impaired by toxins again
can't pretend to care
by maestro
Fuck current events
Political codswallop
Pursue aesthetics
by maestro
grotesquerie reigns
where elegance once governed
does anyone care?
by maestro
Tried "R. of PT" -
Bad haiku and formulas,
such sad history
by R. of PT
google yourself too
it's interesting to note
all our histories
by first and last name
Start like a spider
each soft curve leads to the next
and just google me
by Betty LeBomb
this site sucks
in sight of my self sucking
by Anonymous Poet
why not
not why
a melon splits
by Anonymous Poet
thirsting for the spring
on this barren earth they wait
pussy willowed things
by Ice Queen
I have, others want
But they shall not have these things
I shall see to that
by A Student of Nationalism
Nuclear missiles
Found in North Dakota !!! see
Onion for details
by Anonymous Poet
World needs space shuttle
Which holds 2_8_5, million
by Anonymous Poet
jusy to clarify
on that last haiku... say that
"rum-ba-lyn" with love
by ppppuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrr
How can one hate cats?
mysterious, beautiful
rumblin' with love
by Felix
comic cat thank you
always enjoy your little pics
and your nom de plumes
by come out come out where ever you are
waiting for the spring
seeds of frogs (those polliwogs)
robins seek their mates
by Robin
to think eight hours
of tantric wasn't enough,
now must look for G
by onjaysun (I'm just too sweaty, Betty)
It took ten minutes
and seventy-seven pack hounds
to find the g-spot
by Betty LeBomb
How did I get here?
beer cans, ashes strewn about
a floor full of clowns
by Betty LeBomb
In piles of grey snow
and parking lot paperwork
I lost the real me
by Betty LeBomb
I cannot move much,
I cannot walk very far,
I have shit my pants.
by The L-Floor Boys of South Yorkshire
by k_something_wicked_this_way_comes
I hate cats,
and moxie.
by Anonymous Poet
Besides, the thousands
of starving cannot afford
to buy the product
by if it moves, market it
I think microwave
astronaut popcorn sells well
out in TV land
by if it moves, market it
bottoms up, salut!
purrrring with delight, as in
chillin like villians...
...my good comrades...
by ComiCat of Stoli country
bottoms up to you
stoli's (chilled) in the freezer
keeps this cat so cool
by Meeeeee-oooowww
The humble drones work
Tirelessly for their master
Their glorious queen
by A Student of Venezuela
pigs in warm blankets
prickly sheep are without coats
vodka warms this cat well
by ComiCat, Salut!
February rain
new furrows ridge empty fields
hopeful for the spring
by (he wasn't my true love anyway)
February rain
seems my Valentine is lost
it's a cryin' shame
by no prizes for me I guess
Give her randomly
priced, blood-linked sparkle and you'll
like get some fer shurr!
by onjaysun (put in a little effort guys)
Up amongst the clouds
Flying free, liberation
Killing iraqis
by A Student of Sense
Too close together
his eyes are...didn't Babs Bush
have good birthin' hips?
by onjaysun (Messin' wit Texas)
chicks in bikinis
ducks in formal tuxedos
dog wearing a hat
by George Orwell
my friend is German,
he writes about his girlfriend,
i hope they both stay
by Cornea Pete of Poopnscoop, TX
you are beautiful,
would you go out... oops, sorry,
i spit in your eye
by Cornea Pete of Poopnscoop, TX
umm...Ray, last time i
checked, 'twas February,
no leaves on trees yet.
by ComiCat of Jerzey
Spring is upon us,
bringing the warmth of summer,
chicks in bikinis
by Ray of Garner
The eagle soars high
It preys on weaker creatures
But sometimes it falls
by A Student of Guadeloupe
the clock is ticking
it's not the end of the world
but it might soon be
by ash (for janis)
