Mates got youres disease
What on earth is yours, sounds bad
Mines a pint what

Monkeys were once free
But now they toil for Nippress
In his haiku mine

Purim holiday
Festive, prizes, noisemakers
Costumes and the treats

Know what Janis said
Please don

With encouragement
Could go on for lots of years
Best you ignore me

Gee thanks lots you guys
It

Over-worked monkeys
Rebel against their master
Well, it could happen

endless blathering
feels like choking on plastic
bomb Nippress instead

bush presents us with
brand new reality show
Petrol Survivor

"Becky,Getaways
Travel?...That'll be myself, two
sons, many camels..."

ash, stop being a critic

and let the poor man find out

for himself

happy purim...

don't panic

president george bush
it's the end of the known world
in a new abyss

you should get a job
ninety minutes of haiku
don't try a poet

hit the off button
but it just keeps on going
shut the fuck up, will

Doubt drifting high priest
Mountaintop proudly roaring
I

Bolt hard wintertime
You

Resonates blindly
Mesmerizing music drums
Loud Jazz drags you in

Eternal spring shoots
Crazily onions thrusting
Sprouting thin green leaves

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.