my mind is at war,
countries within my own skull,
spit fire and die.
by Anonymous Poet
might moxie be a
smart bomb? aimed at bad haiku?
smart? no forget it
by Anonymous Poet
love, trust, pixie dust,
hug an Iraqi today,
then take a long bath
by Anonymous Poet
moxie is an Iraqi
by Anonymous Poet
Iraqis do not respect,
the laws of seventeen syllables,
let us kill their children
by Anonymous Poet
puffs of white meringue
billow from Iraqi daycares
smart bombs love sweet targets
by Anonymous Poet
Bush and his crooked
election...Clinton and his
crooked erection
by and ever the twain shall meet
puffs of white meringue
crystal confectionaries
billow on the trees
by Gwenhyfar
fuck off moxie
by Anonymous Poet
The man who took over
by a crooked election, replaced a
man who simply had a crooked erection (clinton)
by somewhere there is a really bad haiku in this
Betty, that nerdy
guy in Mayberry? I'll stick
with my main man Floyd
by onjaysun (Barbers keep theirs in blue water)
Should we remove man
who wins crooked election?...
yeah and Saddam too!
by onjaysun (thanks Dave)
snowfall at twilight
whiter than the crest of waves
melting in the sea
by Gwenhyfar
Coming from the haze
is a light blue radio
beacon of Howard
by Betty LeBomb
"But Tony" I say
"That's just excerpts from writings
"Published long ago."
by A Student of If every iraqi is dead who will Saddam rule?
Look see! Evidence!
From our top undercover
Operatives. See!
by A Student of Blair Blair Blair
My guts are tender,
I had a curry last night,
I need the toilet
by L-Floor Boys again cause I'm bored of South Yorkshire
if that's her name yes
I would call her Sheila then
but otherwise not
by mellie, a queensland sheila ? come on now Ash :-)
has anyone seen my penis?
apparently i was neutered by maestro...
by ComiCat, what happened to my...? of Jerzey
it's a big "fuck you"
to Bush to have as many
people there that day
by k of san francisco
next peace march is on
feb 16, anyone here
marching against war?
by k of san francisco
bush's "evidence"
was widely laughed at today
yet war is coming.....
by k
watching m.jackson
docu...he still has the kids
"sleeping over" SHIT!
by k of seriously, the man is clearly a pedophile
we don't say sheila
not since the nineteen sixties
except for queensland
by ash
on waitangi day
i'll get a blanket then, eh
you'll get the country
by ash
WWI
then WW2
W says 3 next
by kevin
bush son of a bush,
Bringing the world to the brink,
In such a short time.
by Anonymous Poet
chased by rogue monkeys
bannanas do not deter
must find the lions
by Bob Jones, Esq. of El Armpito, TX
Server just went down
it now lies on the carpet
with digital back-pain
by Betty LeBomb
Pick up bread, eggs, milk
send birthday e-mail to joe
buy some more post-its
by Betty LeBomb
Blue plastic headphones
protect me from the cold rain
from my inner pain
by Betty LeBomb
ComiCat a she?
or as ya Aussies do say
is it a Sheila?
by someone who thought otherwise
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
