tired of raping?
kids in my basement are not
im going to go now

josh,josh,josh,josh,josh
look at it,look at it,josh
a mustache,mustache

a mustash mustah
she has big harry mushah
a mustash mustah

i really like kids
in my basement i beat them
they suck my hard cock

Making love to her
Sleeping in a bed of nails
Theres a boner either way

or should i use noose?
still no one listens.
i think ill use the noose

fuck me in the ass
please do it until i bleed
i still want more chris

the gun is to my head.
the metal is cold.
it will end soon.

i miss hot devin
he is my big hot lover
i miss hot devin

i am such a geek
accumulating hardware
like girls collect shoes

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck,
shit shit shit shit shit shit shit,
cock cock cock cock cock!

and the tsunami
crashes and somehow months pass
we rebuild our worlds

unemployed again
lazy, can not find a job
moving in with dad

Big Mac with large fries
Makes me slow and overweight
Can not run from cops

Saint Bernard goes poo
Makes a mess on kitchen floor
Should have raised a fish

my computer starts
searching for some nudie pix
Jessica Alba

bottle of makers
much debauchery now blood
could fuel lawnmower

add up a few things
sherlock oh you got my back
if no one else does

after storms of the
century, what of this form
spring of this new time

the winter sun
sets against a row of trees -
shadows bring the cold

my new motorbike
goes ridiculously fast
wait till it's run in

city smog cocoons
an old grave yard
where the birds sing

love, how I
long for you to
speak, again dear

well with emos then
the new trend logic sorts, trends
feelings, come and go

collegues chatting shit,
spouting aimless opinions
and tit bit remarks

snow fell through the night,
the street outside my window,
never looked so sweet

the TV's switched off,
a car drives past my window -
I should go to bed

ain't nothin' so good
as bad haiku when it rocks
except sex and drugs

yes, somewhere out there
beneath the clear blue sky..some~
it's a good sweet song

awwww~

for all the people
who feel forsaken tonight
touch is warm a gift

sweet smells of dew drops
velvet rouge touches of silk
deeply inhale love

you wear underwear
that's much too tight for your butt
clenches your cheeks tight

and last but not least
but what if last was a spec
and it was least..small

once it's done it's true
just 5 minutes off the heat
it's still cooking juice

never mind and all
so what you are saying is
nothing else matters

i wear a big wig
I have a screw in my head
it's all coming loose

but you'll never know
this feeling that comes from.."it"
broken knowing god

the day two plus two
is five is the day i eat
big brother's head...wow

to be honest I think
canada is the last best
hope for democracy

I want to kick me
I want to purge me, right now
such mindless words here

from me

the mind wanders now
knowing path ahead and yet
powerless against

Doubt like wave crashes
bitter cold rocks steel resolve
hundred proof whiskey

see the bricks and walls
momma's cleansing there's no doubt
she can't help it....... man

left foot right foot HOP
that's right because life in spite..
well I'm shocked is all

often those who call
those with some truce bottom feeders
are often pussies

who are afraid to
speak up for themselves
how do you honestly

feel, without the FUCKING
insults...try that...

i knew a guy from
canada, who was surprised
to shoot a handgun

your laws don't allow it

marxist canadians
are often too "civilized"
to get anything done

sometimes passion gets
outside the box and wars start
balance of power

and btw type
o negative calls us
lands, VINland...so don't

taunt decendants of
vikings unless it's about
lunchmeat spam

"oh you horrid americans"
"how you don't drink tea
and wear gay powdered hoods"

can you say boot and about
right for chris-sakes?
leonard cohen, i resign

i burn all my writings...
liberals have ruined english

and then go to england
have a bunch of naked irishmen riverdance

the tower of london flat and paint everything green
we can call England

Greenland