who to the rescue??
why it's...it's BAD HAIKU MAN!!!
Oh I love him sooooooooo
by super heroes are for real
why is lemonade
that is made not from lemons
well, called lemonade????
by FALSE ADVERTISING
my dog needs a bath
bad breath is going on too
I'll pay for the groom
by Doggie Suds
lasagna sounds nice
dinner will be good tonight
I must go shopping
by and a glass of wine
a metal red truck
a child's hand races it
the floor is the track
by this moment
it's not a big deal
when someone gives you a hug
I can't help but love
by run run run ....LEAP!!!
one last breath, we take
the sword as the demons come
out, and go to war
by bs
keep the waters on
the flow and wash out these dark
stygian crap stalls
by bs
why is it the shit
people who shit about like
to cover all bases
they creep into life
taking over joy, love, truth
trying to shit life
by Anonymous Poet
what is said in jokes
is closer to the truth, so
losers often are
the punchline, they are
the subject of the joke and
come out of the blue
by bs
if anyone finds some
joy, the sickness of others
some need to be hit
by bs
pulp fiction was for
the depraved and unhappy
drink yourself to death
by bs
downward spiral is
just another name for "rut"
they reach out, pull in...
by bs
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
