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by Janis of Toronto
Nilliam Wippress
Gilligan Zippress
Sigiwan Liprest
William Nippress
by sexually frustrated
this guy walks into a bar....
''OUCH, THAT HURT!!"
haaaaha, haaaaaaaaa, haaaaaaaa
by sexually frustrated
ELVIS WAS GAWWWWWWD!!
( A fat god, but nevertheless)
AND HE STUNK TOO
by Smingie of Alberta
Abandon all hope
those who come here for clean fun
Arrogant fools thrive
by Robbie of Waco, TX
3 haiku from me
in about 10 whole minutes
fits this site just right
by Robbie of Waco, TX
Are you full of cheer
as you write this thoughtless crap
or just full of sh!t
by Robbie of Waco, TX
What you gonna do
You can't police the stupid
just ignore his "work"
by Robbie of Waco, TX
I personally think the pig,
is worth more, but hey...what
can you do when you are French?
by azzanine of doobie, nz
Ha, ha, haaaaaaaaaa!!!
SF is a dork!
Haaaaa, ha, haaaaaaaaaaa!
by Linda Turley of Pleasant, CA
Ce sale - immonde - porc
ne vaut que cent-trente kilos
de vulgaires dechets
by R. of PT
Quel lercio suino
val centotrenta chili
di vil letame
by R. of PT
As the lake freezes
White blanket covers the earth
But a bright, clear day
by A Student of Artificial insemination via the ear canal
a haze of dense fog
viscous dribbles of mucus
winter is coming
by ash
some abandonment
rather than being reckless
recognises wrecks
by ash
In a moonlit glade
The crows call out to above
For their light goddess
by A Student of Artificial insemination via the ear canal
Non sono kofrim,
ma veri criminali!
Saran puniti!
by R. of PT
A true happiness
easy found harmonious
comes with acceptance
by William Nippress
Live life as given
Look only to help others
No reward needed
by William Nippress
Death must always win
But only after life starts
Unbroken cycle
by William Nippress
The constant struggle
Supremacy denied all
This life
by William Nippress
His very existence
Questions unanswerable
in this outer shell
by William Nippress
Sits uncomfortable
Deep within his struggling self
Not understanding
by William Nippress
Faithful to the last
His self-oblivion close
What need he for help
by William Nippress
six months gone by and
i have not been happier
in my entire life
by lissle lauren that be of somewhere in your smile
the horizon
a winter tree sways
in the ocean
by g
cracked sidewalk
the brown line shimmers near the anthill
by g
fleeting existence
irrevocably empty
why bother living
by sexually frustrated (i wish i had cancer, at least that would provide me some sense of struggle)
overcast
a patch of sunlight on driftwood
by g
boarded up window
attic sunlight on the pigeons
by g
nourishment
the child sips the bottom of a malted milkshake
by m
thaw a wolf tastes the air
by m
spindrift
snowgeese honking in twilight
by m
I was but away
(I never had any steam)
On my easter break
by A Student of Glory! Glory! Behold the fool!
Wellcome back thought you
had taken a holliday
Just run out steam?
by William Nippress
You see, dear Student,
this is what this nice audience
thinks of you as well
by guess who of guess where
The monkey is quick
With his thoughtless haiku poo
He spreads it about
by A Student of Artificial insemination via the ear canal
Well did I learn any
thing, no. Just be true to your
self, don
by William Nippress
He agreed every
Thing I said, bet if I said
sun was green he
by William Nippress
Had drinks last night with
cousin of the Aga Khan,
tried hard to like him
by William Nippress
I think I will hang
on to stupidity for
a little while
by William Nippress
Hang on you cant let
go of nothing and nothing
lacks understanding
by William Nippress
This Zen business is
tough. Can
by William Nippress
So if we stop thinking then
Utopia, surely most
of the world is there
by William Nippress
True pure thought flies as
fast and straight as an arrow
unheeding control
by William Nippress
Keep the door open
Make space, ideas will return
of Their own free will
by William Nippress
You can
by William Nippress
A sleek black horse
metaphor for my ideas
grazes quietly near
by William Nippress
Humming a simple
tune, what is left of ideas
fly
by William Nippress
Pure thought corrupted
submerges in the morass
that passes for brain
by William Nippress
