Serbs are as bad
as the rest of the shit in the world
True badder, no mistake
by Anonymous Poet
Screw any city elders
herding after individual
Serbs or not
by Anonymous Poet
Chaos reigns within.
Reflect, repent, and reboot.
Order shall return.
by Anonymous Poet
ribald poesy
rampant, flagrant heresy
chronic pleurisy
by Lush
Hosting parasites
All hail Janis, source of site
Approaching midnight
by Lush
back to the beaches
it was nice to be away
but this is my home
by ash
Vladane jebem ti mrtvu majku
na grobu tvog nerodjenog deteta
I svim tebi slicnim
by Anonymous Poet
Beware of Dog sign
A dominant colour scheme
And nothing to say
by Janis
Five syllables first
Seven syllables come next
Finish with five more
by Crimson Mind of Phoenix, AZ
There's no need to fret
Just because that big wave is
crashing down on us
by Anonymous Poet
she moved to charleston
now she has a new boyfriend
I'm stuck all alone
by left b hind of euphoria, Mi
Meet two ex girlfriends
With one today 2.30
Other tomorrow
-
Thought I
by Male chauvinist of Not my real name
on my holiday
a square mile of time capsule
and lots of suburbs
by ash
on the powerbook
after a brief hiatus
here in adelaide
by ash
And then listen to
the murmers of the ludites
musings insincere
by Janis
Two large auto bots
No one reads them or acts or connects
What a waste of space
by William Nippress of still dancing
I think that one day
we'll abandon our bodies
and become machines
by Janis of the future
Nice conversation
Alphabit alternate names
One is Ascii puffs
by Janis of Toronto
Moral dilemmas
Pondering the good fortune
of those in great need
by Anonymous Poet
Dead duck is floating,
spinning, caught in the twirling
eddy of desire
by Betty LeBomb
A student no more
No uni ever again
And I didn't fail
by No longer a student of Manchester
England wins its first
A nice one nothing final
Heartbreak comes later
by Janis of Toronto
strange - no haiku for two days
are you guys asleep or what?
i hope you're angry
by Austrian of Austria
rearranging rhymes
not uncreative really
nonartificial
by Faking Austrian of Nonsense Location
lyrical death threat
nasty words, search engine roars
treat me with caution
by Schizophrenic Austrian of Austria
see me hear me but
still you try to box me in
think you know my mind
by Austrian of Asia
does sound like pussy
though impossible you are
not replacing bach
by Emi hater of Austria
antigravity
you must read Einstein's Hot Time
funny article
by pseudoscientist of Austria
The more you beat boss
The more next boss becomes strong.
Warning forever!
*
Time will increase; if
you die: decrease. Beat more boss -
Before time is lost!
by Shoot m ups are bad
ronald MC donald
fuck house charities one two
diabetes too
by nephrologist of Austrian dialysis station
I know someone who
Oftentimes would write haiku
And now he is dead
Haiku are bad
by Haiku are bad
us citizen
hyperlipidaemia
live long and prosper
by alpinist of Austria
Methylphenidate
Trimethoxyamfetamin
Secobarbital
by Drugs are bad
Sometimes this site is
Sofa king we todd did
It's hard not to laugh
by Janis of Toronto
The hose on the roof
Is not to be confused with
The hoes on the street
by Janis
Maybe, to make her
a bit more angry I should,
spell it S h eLIA
by Stan Kho
Sheila, the deserter.
Left EVERYONE in tow,
including her dead father.
by Stan Kho
Sheila is now dead,
In the abandonment of
all that she ever knew.
by Stan Kho
The thing about plants
Is that they don't like to move
That's why they're called plants
by Janis of Toronto
bad haiku by ash
salsa dancing jimila
tango and lorna
by mellie
I said it before
But I will say it again
You
by William Nippress of Nemesis
Standards gone down loads
Bad haiku was
by William Nippress of Nemesis
The sirens are singing
I follow them
"You
by Mara of Vancity, Canada
Listen up Al Gore.
Here's "An Inconvenient Truth:"
You're not viable.
by Lush
I proclaim, "Get those
mutherfuckin' snakes off this
mutherfuckin' plane"
by Janis of Toronto
oh man in the moon
stop giggling you foolish clown
as world goes gaga
by man from the jungle of Austria
Stupidity reigns
From land of the rising sun
Came that spammer bot
by Janis
Your leaden mud walks.
Prayers fall then a priest wakes.
Black blue water burns.
by Anonymous Poet
A journey hates earth.
Returned fish turn and priests walk.
Hairs set but cold walks.
by Anonymous Poet
Blue, green hands return.
Twisting nuns clash the towers.
Delicate clouds run.
by Anonymous Poet
