Time difference UK!
I have to get up early
And go to bed late
by William Nippress
Fish-net stockings, basque
Hot-pants, high-heels and panties
Rather comfortable
(apart from my feet)
by A Student of Things that students do
Hey William Nippress
no offense, but do you sleep?
Posts at 4 and 9?
by Bubba Zephyr
Desires to rejoin
Sun pulls through the canopy
Oaks lush green scramble
by William Nippress
Kayak down river
Turn on end, fast hard paddle
Launch myself off wave
by William Nippress
River soaked my skin
Red-hot sun warms up my face
Ready for next soak
by William Nippress
Blam goes another
Hard rough reverberations
Killing civilians
by William Nippress
Good or bad speaking
Not good sign of statesmanship
Tell them to shut up
by William Nippress
Blair is good speaker
Blair is much too clever
Shoots himself in foot
by William Nippress
Bush is poor speaker
He
by William Nippress
Is old Reagan dead
Or just had a bush face lift
Hard to tell difference
by William Nippress
Carouselambra
Sisters of the wayside, Man
You
by William Nippress
very frightening
his voice is just like reagan's
and his dementia
by ash
eyeballs flying by
barely faster than the train
pretend you don't see
by thunder stork
It's after five now
but I'm still at work doing
some stupid haikus?
by Bubba Zephyr
I told some jokes to
my friend Brad - he wouldn't give
a courtesy laugh.
by Bubba Zephyr
Carouselambra
is 10 minutes of good fun.
Especially high.
by Bubba Zephyr
My brother used to
race roaches across the grill
at Krystal Burger.
by Bubba Zephyr
I ate White Castle,
Taco Bell, Jack in the Box
My guts are shellacked.
by Bubba Zephyr
If I was a small
kid when Saddam was small too
I'd have punched his balls.
by Bubba Zephyr
I wrote that last one
after I cleared the chamber
on my Graphix bong.
by Bubba Zephyr
I wish we all could
get in a time machine and
see how we end up.
by Bubba Zephyr
My diagnosis?
the world needs an enema
up the ole poop shoot.
by Bubba Zephyr
What would you give me
to wear a meat helmet with
vegetarians?
by Bubba Zephyr
The televised plane crash, our eyes
pop out, we gasp in awe. But how
wonderful it is to be alive while
others die in our place.
by sexually frustrated
Shopping to their hearts content
The soul screams out "Consume or
Die!" Bless the holy Macy's, stifling
my fear of death.
by sexually frustrated
I'm no underground man, just
a poor bastard who's been fucked
over one too many times. I'm an
evil man, a sick man, but my liver
doesn't hurt, I'm on drugs.
by sexually frustrated
OUch..
my liver hurts,
by Anonymous Poet
I am Richard Larson,
Queen of Drag, I like womens
clothes too...
by Richard Larson of Springfield, IL
Poor bloated pidgeon feasting
On human waste, renouncing all
energy to fly. You're one of us
now.
by sexually frustrated
I am the Real Slim Shady,
So I will now stand up,
and fight the power..keeping me down......
by Richard Larson of Springfield, IL
It's hard to walk the streets
without thinking about the pipes
pumping rivers of shit just below
the surface.
by sexually frustrated
"Mm. That's a strange fragrance
you're wearing, what's it called?"
"The stink of death."
by sexually frustrated
Snow white. She thought that
seven up was a drink till she discovered vodka
by William Nippress
betrayl of truth or
betrayl of trust or the loss
of spelling words right
by Mox
a job is a job
and they usually blow but
money is money
and the irs is a pimp
by Mox
guess who's back, again...
send eminem across those
waters, bitching war
total annihilation
explosives not necessary
by Mox
the golden road is
often covered with dead munchkins
on the way to oz
Is Donald Rumsfeld the tin man?
who's behind the curtain in Baghdad?
(don't get me going on "if I only had a brain")
by Mox
Death chooses the drugs
Can
by William Nippress
My life is over
Audit has come to an end
My soul longs for tax
by arsface
Hit the Puuttter Train
Riding like a burning flame
Want to go home now
by PT of TO
banana peels,
eels,
maids on wheels...
by Richard Larson of Springfield, IL
Audit's Thunder
Rolling through the balance sheet
Confidence reigns
by P-Bomb of t-Dot
debits and credits
everything must balance
simple yet profound
by Mike Elkins of Toronto
Saddam Hussain, war.
Women is a dangercat
Melancholy exists.
by P-Diddy of T-Dot
stare at the picture
eyes crossed..Don't see the monkey
Don't see the monkey
by onjaysun (No wait....I think I see..oh nevermind)
i agree with k
site used to rock the mullet
now only war flames...
by Bob Jones, Esq. of El Armpito, Tx
I drink Blatz beer, and Old
Milwaukee, and Schlitz Malt
Liquor. I'm not on drugs..
by Richard Larson of Springfield, IL
Barney Fife is my Wife,
He only has one bullet,
But the haircut ain't a mullet
by Richard Larson of Springfield, IL
110, 220,
whatever it takes
by Richard Larson of Springfield, IL
