I am the master
Erotic lobster haiku
No one can compare

Nothing can compare
To cracking her wide open
And eating her out

I fucking love it,
When lobster slides down my throat
So sweet and tasty

To be a lobster,
And scuttle about the sea
Fun, till turned to food

Such a tasty meat,
Drenched in succulent butter
Lobster dies for me

Lobster fucking me,
Claws grip my shoulders fiercely,
Caught in the love-trap

axis of evil
nipps and moxie united
grandma has a cock

roller disco whore
indulges in flashing lights
drinks and screws with skates

I am well prepared
There is always lots of booze
In my possession

Want to shake his hand
Bush united Middle East
Everyone

Razor wire for guard
We sit in our blast bunker
Waiting for the end

one post dated check
cashed early by an asshole
ruins my drinking plans

i need them tax cuts
when i get that extra cash
i'll buy a lap dance

abstract art museum
housing bombastic clutter
where art comes to die

good deed for the day
stole batteries from wal mart
they will topple soon

you call that hazing
broomsticks and KY jelly
are fundamental

Welcome back SF
Missed your sharp insight and wit
Lets hear politics

Stick sticking plaster
Your sticking stick, sticks fast
You stick to your stick

in san francisco
anal sex enthusiasts
know how to party

Worried not a jot
Ap can just do his worst
Lacks understanding
(welcome back moxie

jostling elbows
as we fight for position
at the baggage claim

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a lot of those who
work are in anger or jealous
brought up to fight and

not think for themselves
just survive, until someone
like them shows them a

different way...is Alan
Jackson so bad???

just read your haiku
on painting will, needed
to hear it...

(the predicatable litany
from AP ought to follow
but that's life)...

I could judge the sins
of the people here but the
whole Will Bennett thing...

I bet would make me
a hypocrite to begin with
oh, wait, shoot myself?

no, gotta shoot these
dice, beat Hunter! those drugs, ahh
giant horny samoans
who are actually from South LA!

Bloody haiku thing
It ignored my spaces, that's
The last time I draw

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I have invented
An all new poking device
I call it a stick

The creased lines of shade
The after effect of light
Should guide you anew

Test yourself against
The many faceted curved
core variances

If all ells fails
Look for causality in
neotransient art

Andy died of Aids
In St Ives. His work unsung
Vanity too long

My mate Andy Cripps
Great painter, struggled for years
Very smart, complex

Just paint for yourself
True self is what makes good art
Self-expression rules

How is the painting?
You still struggling with the self
Kill the ambition

No offence taken

I

she let me finish
her pleasure was my pleasure
smoking cigrettes

Poor old willie nipples
haiku forgers delight
which one is real

30604 not mine

True cognitive thought
Denied to some less blessed
Nice of you to share

30600 not mine

As you can now see
I am not drunk, I never
make spelling errors

The german lady
Wouldn't let me drink my beer
In the german test

Exams and coursework
All coming in the next week
I think I'll drink then

My Haiku all suck wang

were i to perish
fulfilled by bill nipps haikus
bountiful blessing

them muthafuckas
they tryin to get on you
cap those bad ass dicks

on my ducati
sippin on tha bacardi
hittin up tha hotties

the day has been long
my gritty eyes are heavy
i should be in bed