Septic, you're just fueling
the fire, and it's not really help-
ing any of us here.

So, both of you, just
SHUT UP, AND LEAVE US ALONE!
Thank you, and have a

Nice day!

Scorp, just stop being a
troll, and let everybody else
write in peace. Thank you.

don't ever give up
the world can't burn in a day
it needs constant fuel

enough said, I concede
the floor to the better perv
have at em fellow

the actual meaning
of life is to live, we saw
and burned fight club...thanks

the meaning of life:
small acts of terrorism
performed with a smile

what the hell can I
say, I'm damned if I do and
I'm damned if I don;'t

so damn it, damn it
destroy all the way to hell
when I'd rather build

up to heaven

it sure does vince, it
feels like high noon at midnight
and it doesn't end

night falls much to soon
'neath rows of trees shadows grow
longer than tombstones

for your information
I like women and want to
marry one ok? pow

better a sick mofo
than a boring reactionary feminist
too afraid to express

truth, just protest some
thing that offends them and
I am offended and the

beat goes on!

so do what you will
shall be the whole of the law
love under will righto?

look, the way I see it
I'm sunk anyways, what can I
do, there's no hope

(waaa)

is septic funeral
a band I wonder

I had a convo
with a man who was violent
he stopped and moved on

now he walks away

well at least it's not
hammer smashed face by that
cannibal corpse band

let's face it, a wild
narrow focus on one thing
tunnel vision drive

damn I'd like some of
that tapas, wasn't it henry
miller, food over sex?

all right all right geeze
let me throw myself out of
the window here, let

you get back to talking
about tapas or whatever it
is passes for literature

I don't know you and
you don't know me, and I don't
know if I want to!

woman hating? dash
it, I feel like a ram smack
a damn over on

and the noise is in
my head and my head is but
bang thump, fight bang thump

aren't men silly sometimes?

I dunno, sex is
not enough without love it's
just, love is the thing

the dregs of human
kind judged foul by one hurt too
wishy washy wild

wow...the angry "audience"
is a pretty good writer too
like to see your haiku

(hint we hate ourselves, we're guys)

"Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war that this foul deed shall smell above the earth with carrion men, groaning for burial."

Shakespeare must have known sick mother fuckers like you two scum sucking, bottom feeders... SCORP..SEPTIC FUNERAL

Hark!! Your punkass, erudite quotes..."black eyes and bruises I do what I want with you" "decapitated hookers, mom must never know" "tell septic I like your shit, smear more of it on here", "hang yourself"..."fuck me till I bleed"...ad nauseum

The Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy of SICK MOTHERFUCKERDOM

And for my rage, don't dare try to associate my anger/hatin' on you two with your women hating, sado-masochistic, self-loathing bad haiku...

Oh how I wish we could really see who you,poor excuses for men, are. ...photos...addresses....
you know...like those repeat sex offenders whose identities are made PUBLIC to keep you under a watchful eye.

Consider yourselves so very lucky you can hide in the bowels of BAD HAIKU

let's calm down a bit
and focus on what matters
--friends, family, incest

trust me, right now I'm
seeing stars going "again?"
what came over me

word war going on
huddled mass stand by rubbles
going w...t...f...???

the word virus spreads
the inner struggle to say
how did James Frey get

published????

we and me could all
use a good lighten up I
am not fat but just

fluffy as one says
fast food she digs special
oh, bill said that one

to be honest I'd
love to hear you all read and
shout and go for more

team effort flies on
hail mary, her head in hands
he came to this??? ahh!

blushes...yes, it's that
damned internet highway rage
I think that guy is

pretty damn good but
he does put downs too, birds of
a feather you know

FUCK THE 5-7-5!!
scurry in the darkness
little SCORP-ion...

Surely we'd all love to hear your fabled, stand-up act in a public forum...where you can read your monstrous pieces under the bright lights....

ALAS, we know it doesn't serve you well to "share" your haiku gems publicly.

It is so much easier to hide in your dark hole and anonymously spew your torrents of torment on Bad Haiku.

Perhaps some day THEY will give you a day pass so you'll be able to attend an open mike reading... and be sure to tell your multiple personality disordered friend, SEPTIC FUNERAL, he can bring his reamed out pieces of shit to read as well.

I'D PAY ADMISSION TO SEE YOU TWO READ YOUR TOMES IN A PUBLIC FORUM.

Too good to be true
Like that unicorn I saw
Strolling down the street

Somebody bitchy?
Angry at the world again?
Just scratch that itch.

And don't let it spread,
fester like a bad cold
Nobody will care

about sophomoric
rants and useless diatribes
What makes you special?

Bull in a glass shop
charging to be a bad ass
in shattered glasses.

Bring that umbrella
They say it could get messy
When it rains like this

You beat me today
But I won this little war
When I gave you AIDS

smell your own shit you
cunts, taste your own asses
dip into your own wells

I wouldn't be so
God damned quick to
judge someone else

"pretentious" when you
fucking post here too
you cunt

generally, people are assholes on this website
and expressing that

that's not an act of art
is it?

I'd write something nice
but people are assholes
to me here

ah, and I scream my
frustration and life at the
world, hoping they feel

my pain

Pretentious monsters
howl and scream their ignorance
All noise, no substance.

as for farm animals
I'm more like an ox, stubborn
and a bit horny

just think on this and
your own words, does one turn from
fiction to reality

what did Catcher In The Rye do?

I have a life to
get to, as much as I'd like
to continue to argue

with fat on line jerks
who masturbate thinking
to me actually BEING

in their own mind

I like vampires

I wonder when this
turns into proceedings of a more
forlorn and lawful agenda

I wonder how tough
you and i would be face to face
would we speak or fight

would we see eye to
eye, or would I knife you
in the kneecap in revenge?

I'm giving you ideas
in case we meet for real

ha ha ha....the pause
the heckler, rampage, repeat
report, crucify

funny little sheep
with superficial ideas
baah! baah! baah! some more