Marine in his tank
Arab with rusty AK
Who's more heroic?
by sexually frustrated
How clean and pristine
Bombs drop from ten thousand feet
Our war time heros.
by sexually frustrated
This crash position
Worthless before breaking wings
Not the death I want.
by sexually frustrated
Come on Al Queda
Teach us valuable lesson
On humility.
by sexually frustrated
Just as in Rome
The U.S. shall fall by its
Own insane hubris.
by sexually frustrated
halo this weekend,
why does it excite me so?
ah... digital crack
by Cornea Pete
How did you support
The war back then granpa?
Bought an SUV.
by sexually frustrated
a simple demand
sparky is about to cry
maybe i was harsh
by Cornea Pete
Flag on his hummer
He tears through New York streets
A true patriot?
by sexually frustrated
Intriguing question
But it all depends on price
And the quality
by A Student of Service?
He reads the front page
War has already begun
Shrugs and turns to sports.
by sexually frustrated
Happily Shopping
Who knew that we'd be shot
For our infectious greed.
by sexually frustrated
As they burn alive
Cellphones soldered to their heads
They know what war means.
by sexually frustrated
So much media
Yet so many lies force fed
Smile and drink your mocha.
by sexually frustrated
Explosives strapped on
He enters the subway system
No more arrogance.
by sexually frustrated
Do it again, George!
There's no more today, Tony
No sausage for you
by A Student of Whore! Whore! What is she good for?
hmm, more vinyl pants
for our bisexual men and women
is that what oil is for?
by MX
So large in the pants
My superiority
I wear everyday
by sexually frustrated
So small in the pants
My inferiority
I wear everyday.
by sexually frustrated
The oil belongs to the
Iraqi people and
Halliburton.
by sexually frustrated
The last charge to
a small country, the sword draw
samurai then runs
by MX
some people focus on
money and call others losers
because of no potency?
by MX
car battery dead
could take other car to class
no parking permit...
by Bob Jones, Esq. of El Armpito
'these are not my pants!'
said the frog to the donkey
donkey stepped on frog
by Bob Jones, Esq. of El Armpito
At the top of the
Capitalist pyramid
I'll gaze down laughing.
by sexually frustrated
When I'm in power
You'll all be working for me
Will can wash my Benz.
by sexually frustrated
Why can't I get laid?
The girls know that I'm the bomb
Yet they don't respond.
by sexually frustrated
Through my ebonics
I gain the black people's trust
Then I exploit them.
by sexually frustrated
Nigga be crazy
He talkin like whitefolk
All up in the hizzle.
by sexually frustrated
Playa I ain't
Be tryin to pimp dem hos
all day, fo shizzle.
by sexually frustrated
No doubt next year
I'll be banging
All the Ivy League honeys.
by sexually frustrated
Just think about it
When I graduate from school
I'm worth six figures.
by sexually frustrated
Ha, full scholarship
In your face state college
Proletariat!
by sexually frustrated
Saddam is too proud
And George is too stupid
Tony is a fool
by A Student
Does he leave? Do we
invade? Is it right? WILL IT
SCREW UP SURVIVOR?
by onjaysun (PPP=person of practical priorities)
Rusting gaping bars
Tame sick decrepit jaguar
Menagerie ire
by William Nippress
OK, about this war:
>.>....I....<.<
>.>.>.I.<.<.<
>.>....I....<.<
by R. of PT
Mistress, I beg thee
I have sinned, punish me so
Let the whip strike deep
by A Student of Next week we can start with the kitchen knives
Eyes stare unfocused
Shapeless low flames dwindle
Passive embers glow
by William Nippress
Your young, tender flesh
So soft to the touch, but I
Want to go beneath
by A Student of Artificial insemination via the ear canal
Asbestosis death
U.S. Company avoids
Liability
by William Nippress
Chapter eleven
Evades half a million dead
Federal Mogul
by William Nippress
War, perversions, hate;
isn't there anything else that
we could write about?
by R. of PT
Sudden haiku halt,
I have nothing more to say...
Did I ever had?
by R. of PT
Floating serenely
Gold dandelion flower
Gift from the spring sea
by William Nippress
Erection
Hidden from view
Inner shame
Fear of discovery
by searle of My pant are tight
Sing, Haiku, Haiku
So good I sent it twice
Twasant my fault though
by William Nippress
Sharp night hard cold frost
Grieving eerie night bird calls
Flat loveless tome
by William Nippress
Sharp night hard cold frost
Grieving eerie night bird calls
Flat loveless tome
by William Nippress
Time to consider
Late night walks to clear the head
Frosty moonbeams scowl
by William Nippress
