Hollywood film sets
Sneezing cherry crushed redheads
Screen virgins, Oh sure

Sad, sad, countenance
Frowns prowl, looking for a face
Just laugh to keep off

Christ, that doubting angst
Adolescent reflections
Now, don

Ardent plums dwindle
His testicles have just shrunk
Sad abstaination

Politicians dance
He somersaults hopelessly
One more resigns

Oil be seeing you
But not familiar places
In the old Baghdad

Grotesque dark formless
Bushes thoughts of punishment
This is for my dad

Puerile deception
Passion crashes, he

Bush and Blair go talk
Dead civilians families
They will understand

Yearning to be free
Freedom is what we

Clean corruption rains
Enrons bankers hide millions
You and me who pay

Fisherman shaking
Faintly distressed breathless
One that got away

Hiding Blair in Bush
Peeps, just to check, am I right
No, find other way

High pomposity
Pious Pontification
A justified war?

If you don't... we do
And we're gonna bomb you
To Hell regardless

if it's war you want
we'll give it to you in spades
but then, if you don't........

since my girl left town
jerking off like a banshee
if that's possible

Save America
Kill the arabs who you know
They don't deserve life

He who thinks he's right
When his logic shows he's wrong
Is evil indeed

Double standards persist
Such perfect people complain
Before they do sin

Born in to the world
Screaming and protesting
Please put me back in.

Screams from the pulpit
Not worth the price
Of a single baby's tear.

It's impossible
The ocean can't be emptied
By this eyedropper.

Anti-depressants
Look at what you have wrought
Artificial bliss.

As the drink goes down
The world attains new meaning
For a shortwhile.

Dear friend, let it bleed
If bleed it must, so be it
Life does not go on.

How is it this pillow
So light, so fluffy and white
Could stifle her cries?

Fire up the bowl
Let the buddha marinate
In expanded lungs.

Employed no longer
A gross injustice no doubt
They shall feel my wrath.

All if it, a waste
Bless me Lord for I shall sin
Ten pill eucharist.

Seal all the doors
Let the engine purr me to sleep
Goodbye dear children.

Tears at her bedside
Nice life but it's time to go
Don't resuscitate.

I looked to New hampshire
home of the real AP and said
"damn!!! I wish we had no taxes over here"

he probably answers..."fuck off moxie"

yo nipress...good to see you, more prolific and better than i...

submit the razor blade
as we stand on the brink of war
it cuts the protesters and the soldiers

who knows about this blood war
but does the ground flow with oil
or certain freedoms or just power?

listen man, you know
what you need to do
now, I think you will

Life is a bummer
It

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Not mine

petted a happy
rottweiler...owner freaked..."What
if I touched your kids?"

If its bad haiku
you want, our William is like
another Shakespeare!

we are both empty
though I filled her void and she
wanted to fill mine.

Passing unnoticed
camoflauged amongst the wood
my haiku is brown

Who

Tasty condiment
I also like what I lick
And lick what I like

Coooor tasty young bird
Custard yellow bikini
Like to lick it off
(Well I like what I like)

Coooor tasty young bird
Custard yellow bikini
Like to like it off

Just wondered who would
Follow the Yellow brick road
Colour-blind clearly

Judy Garland sings
Somewhere over the rainbow
Where

I have my phone here
Dialling the number of the
RSPCA

Was Winney the Poo
Written in Haiku form
Buttered toast for tea