i choose depression
because the opposite would
be unbearable
by sexually frustrated
dog ate last hidden
egg...had a twenty in it...
Game On!...in two days
by onjaysun (iffn' it a buck, we wudn't care)
Molly lost her head,
when finding David dead.
Shame, poison guilt.
by Marc Zoya of Hartford, CT
Word to ya mother!! Insane clown
posse inna howwwwwssssse!!!
Oh yeaaahh bayyybeeee ICP rocks
da pawwwwtyeeeeeee!!!
I love Liberace..
by William Nippress
david dropped his baby blanket
and
died
by Mark Zoya of Hartford, CT
NONE OF THESE HAIKUS ARE MINE
AT LEAST THAT IS WHAT I CLAIM
NONE OF THEM....WHAT IS WRONG
WITH ME? AM I INSANE? AM I
NUTS? WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT?
I AM SORRY I AM CRAZY....
by William Nippress
Winds from your booty brings poop
from the far Bay of whatchamacal
The plants will smoke it
by William Nippress
William Nippress from the north
brings more William Nippress
from the south....egads!
What a concept..
by William Nippress
Winds from north brings snow
from the far gay of buddah
The plants will love me
by William Nippress
Winds from south brings rain
from the far Bay of Biscay
The plants will love it
by William Nippress
Gold buttons in a
swath of green, nature
by William Nippress
29233 to 29238 not mine
by William Nippress
Hardly need to say
It but 29232 to
29232 not mine
by William Nippress
Mox, eats rox in a box with a fox.
So much for Goldilocks....hahaaaaa
haaaaaaa,ahhhhhhhaaaaahhhaaa
haaaaaaa!!!!
by William Nippress
"Announcing, King William of
Nippress, sir!" HAHAHAHAAAAAA!!
I AM SOOOO FUNNYYYYYY!!!
HAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAA!
by William Nippress
wIlLiAm NiPpReSs
HOW YA LIKE ME NOW??
DID I DO GOOD???
by William Nippress
Buddah once said, "Willaim Nippress is like a bloney sammich..
stinky when you belch and fart it
back up cause it's made of
processed pig snouts and whatnot
by William Nippress
I prepaid so I could watch the war.
Now my minutes are out,
So sell me some more.
by William Nippress (is god)
Buddah (correct spelling, said,
"William Nippress rides the baloney
pony"
by William Nippress
Nippress of William,
Jungle Boy
In the closet
by William Nippress
I, William Nippress, smoke the pole
And, suggest you do the same,
Or die in flamers...
by William Nippress
i really want food
i feel my stomach churning
finger nails for lunch
by Funko of vegas
maybe she should start
making t-shirts too to go
with this place
by Mox
I didn't go to church
I didn't have rice
I just bitched and complained here
and I didn't even get a lousy t-shirt
to go with it
by Mox
The light of the eyes is as a comet,
And Zen's activity is as lightning.
The sword that kills the man
Is the sword that saves the man
.
Zen
by William Nippress
It is too clear and so it is hard to see.
A dunce once searched for fire with a lighted lantern.
Had he known what fire was, He could have cooked his rice much sooner.
.
Searching for fire with
Lanterns prevents cooking rice
much sooner clearly
by Anonymous Poet
Buda said a good
horse will run at even the
shadow of the whip
by William Nippress
Use traditional
fixed message and make it fit
with no loss of worth
by William Nippress
Try it yourself, you
Have a great way with words but
lack tight discipline
by William Nippress
The clich
by William Nippress
It was not for you
It
by William Nippress
i'm feeling tired,
of not feeling much more than,
just feeling tired.
by Cornea Pete
alien in my brain
turning my art into cartoons
accidental cartoonist am i
by searle of confused about art
feeling way to old,
i stop to smell the flowers,
withering for me.
by Cornea Pete
here comes more heartbreak,
inspiration will follow,
seems "high school tragic"
by Cornea Pete
don't be too hasty
seeking is not the best way
experience speaks...
by Bob Jones, Esq. of El Armpito, Tx
i need a girlfriend,
if you are calloused and direct,
feel free to apply.
by Cornea Pete
WHY DO I SMELL LIKE TUNA?
COULD IT HAVE SOMETHING TO DO
WITH A BALLOON-A?
by Richard (Peephole) Larson of Springfield, IL
there will be no
meat hooks or frozen bodies
in my life, I'm evil
enough already in my
pathetic self mockery
and letting these non-Christians
not save themselves, distracting
themselves with the empty confessional enemas
and joining right in myself
by Mox
maybe I need to
go nuts and really be this
person they'd like me to be
mike meyers eating the flesh
only respected becase he's feared
a blank source, hears no mockery,
he cuts your hands off and throws you down for the sheer pleasure
of hell and psychosis
the fantasies of horror movies
are better not as realities but as release
by Mox
the people on line
provoke to feel better
about themselves or
to drag another down
into their depths, not
to return because they feel
like they need to drag company
down to their level, so, they're
not alone in hell...
get on the fucking high ground with
me you lazy bastards and stop trying to drag me down, as you
can see, I'm doing a fine enough
job myself
to bring me down
by Mox
I slice my wrists in
person, he says "see, I was
right!!!" and as I bleed to
death he grins in his insecurity,
smiling, kicking, smiling, kicking
till someone pulls him away
and cuts his throat, and it keeps
going, from Babel to Iraq
by Mox
are you trying to provoke
me man? it won't help your
problems much at all...
never does
by Mox
a self-righteous prick
claiming the moral high ground
his cliched queries
by sexually frustrated
so warm and pleasant
hoochie mamas display their
new easter assets
by sexually frustrated
pariah smokers
the summer smog approaches
thank you bloomberg
by sexually frustrated
nothing is open
even whores take the day off
to ease their conscience
by sexually frustrated
it's Easter sunday,
time for solemn rememberance,
and a candy binge.
by Cornea Pete
If you could end all
deaths in the world by murder
of one baby, could you?
by William Nippress