yeah well guess what babe
lemonade is my choice drink
it's pissy yellow ....

I speak through guises
united WE fight against
scum-sucking evil-doers

UNITED AGAINST SEPTIC FUNERAL
fuck you septic
fuck you very much
anti-septic funeral
antiseptic cleanser
for the Candy Man Septic
The Crowd Called Out for More
student kill the teacher
Septic Asshole speaks
Mercy Killer
et.al.

tick-tock, tick-tock tick-
I'm paid handsomely just to
wake up and play here

the force flows through you
now run to your fast-food job
grill like a champion

I'll carpet bomb you
back to the Stone Age, you sick
Neanderthal pig

flooded with disdain
these bad haikus flow freely
now I am at peace

putting Septic down
hate crime, act of mercy or
Nobel Laureate?

computer whizkid
knew how to find him...nowhere
to run or to hide

he was a good man
'til he met him on the road
now septic must die

"sitting on a park bench
eying little girls with bad intent.....
drying in the cold sun
watching as the frilly panties run....
snot running down his nose
greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes" Jethro Tull

SEPTIC & AQUALUNG ARE ONE IN SAME

disabled or just
retired no matter he's
still a piece of shit

use a defter touch
soft fingers inflict more pain
than a pounding fist

harness my anger?
with righteous indignation
I'd cooly slit your __________

clips of sweetness
rammed hard...deep up your ass, you
Pez dispensin' fuck!

harness your anger
for something more constructive
a hate-crime maybe

one..tie duct tape round
neck..two...tie other end round
bridge rail..three..smile..jump

you the judge of skills?
just keep to your expertise
fucking animals

i'd gut you like the
carp I go fishin' for but
i'd do it real slow

my meds have worn off
run for your fuckin' lives!! the
paranoia's back!!!!

but you're a moron
with no skills whatsoever
stick to twittering

why push me aside
just tryin' to get mines...Homes!!
there's 'nough to go 'round

lock up your daughters
there's candy in my pockets
and lots of duct tape

SEPTIC, sorry I got
sloppy....seconds on your mom
but you had first dibs

see-saw margery
daw..evil is up and good
down for now...fuck you!

there's shells in my eggs
who made this fuckin' omelet
some damn brain surgeon?!

a killer roams free
no one rehabilitates
evil's here to stay

aaahh.. retirement
sweet mental masturbation
in haiku heaven

if I am a broken
shell of a man, call me hump
ty dumpty, eggshells

the boot smashed in the
face forever, the old scene
of evil in orwell

the energy wasted
on the brawling egos makes
me wish surrender

trust in your instincts
bash in their brains with boot heels
a bum won't be missed

shards of you, trauma
reflected, one jagged life
lined with deep vengeance

to slay the monster
in the field when the monster
is already bleeding...

shallow puddle fills
patter of raindrops can't mask
the sound of small feet

think it's fun to write
edgy, taboo, provoking
really bad haiku?

in real life we weep
for abuse victims..faces
not soon forgotten

this culture of death
litters our streets with crumpled
lives and suffering

so laugh with the boyz
'till local news comes knockin'
to enfold your grief

I will of be back
But under yet another name
I have used many

Gently I write here
Wishing you all a nice day
And thanks for the fun

hahahaha
Easy to wind people up
Pages of Rubbish

endless bickering
some divergent opinions
and nothing changes

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!