I feel like writing
haiku to bury all this
compost, it's...stupid
by bs
now it's my turn, I
want to stick a foot up some
person's rear end now
by bs
and we get the fresh
air in hoping to clean up
the mess of cowards
by bs
ok, someone needs to
clean up this mess, because this stuff
is just damn evil
by bs
my big, veiny cock
kids really enjoy it now
i use blood for lube
by PEDOFILE of new york
the bloody fetus,
begs for more of my big cock,
so i will give it.
by #1 NAMBLA REPRESENTATIVE
i slit the tight pussy.
yes the knife is cold.
she likes my shit.
by bill hunter of philly
tired of raping?
kids in my basement are not
im going to go now
by SLAP MY ASS AND CALL ME SALLY of new york
josh,josh,josh,josh,josh
look at it,look at it,josh
a mustache,mustache
by emily of new york
a mustash mustah
she has big harry mushah
a mustash mustah
by emily of josh
i really like kids
in my basement i beat them
they suck my hard cock
by PEDOFILE of new york
Making love to her
Sleeping in a bed of nails
Theres a boner either way
by Cunt beater
or should i use noose?
still no one listens.
i think ill use the noose
by Anonymous Poet
fuck me in the ass
please do it until i bleed
i still want more chris
by PEDOFILE of new york
the gun is to my head.
the metal is cold.
it will end soon.
by ...
i miss hot devin
he is my big hot lover
i miss hot devin
by a hot gay man of blue
i am such a geek
accumulating hardware
like girls collect shoes
by ash
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck,
shit shit shit shit shit shit shit,
cock cock cock cock cock!
by #1 NAMBLA REPRESENTATIVE
and the tsunami
crashes and somehow months pass
we rebuild our worlds
by black sheep
unemployed again
lazy, can not find a job
moving in with dad
by NRS3 of Idaho
Big Mac with large fries
Makes me slow and overweight
Can not run from cops
by NRS3 of Idaho
Saint Bernard goes poo
Makes a mess on kitchen floor
Should have raised a fish
by NRS3 of Idaho
my computer starts
searching for some nudie pix
Jessica Alba
by NRS3 of Idaho
bottle of makers
much debauchery now blood
could fuel lawnmower
by Technokoi of Venice Beach
add up a few things
sherlock oh you got my back
if no one else does
by Oh my
after storms of the
century, what of this form
spring of this new time
by bs
the winter sun
sets against a row of trees -
shadows bring the cold
by elio
my new motorbike
goes ridiculously fast
wait till it's run in
by ash
city smog cocoons
an old grave yard
where the birds sing
by elio
love, how I
long for you to
speak, again dear
by shama of whateveropolis
well with emos then
the new trend logic sorts, trends
feelings, come and go
by bs
collegues chatting shit,
spouting aimless opinions
and tit bit remarks
by elio
snow fell through the night,
the street outside my window,
never looked so sweet
by elio
the TV's switched off,
a car drives past my window -
I should go to bed
by elio
ain't nothin' so good
as bad haiku when it rocks
except sex and drugs
by ash
yes, somewhere out there
beneath the clear blue sky..some~
it's a good sweet song
awwww~
by i
for all the people
who feel forsaken tonight
touch is warm a gift
by love
sweet smells of dew drops
velvet rouge touches of silk
deeply inhale love
by you
you wear underwear
that's much too tight for your butt
clenches your cheeks tight
by lets fight
and last but not least
but what if last was a spec
and it was least..small
by compared to a dust ball anyway
once it's done it's true
just 5 minutes off the heat
it's still cooking juice
by no mo moo
never mind and all
so what you are saying is
nothing else matters
by dude seriously GFY
i wear a big wig
I have a screw in my head
it's all coming loose
by butter is inmate lube
but you'll never know
this feeling that comes from.."it"
broken knowing god
by 5 emo prince spikes on a crown
the day two plus two
is five is the day i eat
big brother's head...wow
by big oh brother black sheep
to be honest I think
canada is the last best
hope for democracy
by black sheep of what I must remember
I want to kick me
I want to purge me, right now
such mindless words here
from me
by black sheep of this haiku is brought to you by the facial expression head in hands
the mind wanders now
knowing path ahead and yet
powerless against
by Technokoi of Venice Beach
Doubt like wave crashes
bitter cold rocks steel resolve
hundred proof whiskey
by Technokoi of Venice Beach
see the bricks and walls
momma's cleansing there's no doubt
she can't help it....... man
by and so the purge shall soon be with hate growing faster and more intelligent
