Free Whataburger
Willpower all depleted
Joyful gluttony
by Bob Jones, Esq. of El Armpito, TX
I drank four loco
and I just had to try it
the cheap booze gimmick
by vhs
"manscaping" inane
my pelvic region untamed
Hey, Mr. Kotter?
by Lush
I am the I am.
Seek and find Me within you.
You will be complete.
by evi1 coffee god of Harvard University school of Animal Husbandry
pass me the bottle
hopefully NOT over the
head, and pour me one
by VHS
my job is to live
my family the muses
I shall ramble on
by Lush
sanctimonious
purveyor most prosaic
bully for anon.
by Lush
if I hear one more
philosopher saying time
does not exist...then
off to the hockey
penalty box with that cat
and now the last line
by vhs
the news we don't hear
is the good news of the day
come spring tomorrow
by vhs
there's moments in life
where it's all numbers and a
economic case
by vhs
well lush, whilst i try
and solve job issues and fam
issues ramble on
by Anonymous Poet
pharmacy window
ajar and glowing neon
boundless repertoire
by Lush
a leaf in stasis
shall I turn it right over?
after one last binge
by Lush
undeserved health
engenders survivor guilt
demented am I
by Lush
holy ennui, mates
echocardiogram fine
my renewed vigor
by Lush
inert but i'm not
ironic that the world turns
as i go nowhere
by ash
when all is said and
done, the golf clubs and gold watch
what is there to life
by vhs
Small talking ad men
Happy hour tomorrow
Network to the top
by Frank Grimes
I don't know, there's this
my style is better than your
style bullshit in writing
but stupid often
sells better than some art book
so what's the rub aye?
by vhs
incipient pain
erupting from clad disdain
woe betide rising
by Lush
gallery awaits
my pigment is dwindling
canvas for kind'ling
by Lush
joker's laziness
is it funny cause it's lame
I sure believe so
by Lush
belay that, that was
"bad mood haiku" and it
doesn't always work
by vhs
you know it might be
sad and down but maybe I
need to stop trusting
I don't trust anymore
by vhs
that's why I don't click
on the hot links, still a bit
you know you know you...
by vhs
Yo momma so poor
She reads badhaiku.com
To get the free Spam.
by evi1 of Timbucktoo.
well the spam seems a
bit obsolete like it doesn't
really matter much
by vhs
didn't abbie hoffmann
already do that with his
"fuck army" salute?
by vhs
More profanity
Is exactly what haikus
need more of today.
by Click to read/download my evil novel. of Out house porn shoot.
the news hollers and
the american consumer
eats it like chef boyardee
and big macs
by vhs
times of conflict vs
times of peace and order vs
times of transition
by vhs
indulge all askance
dance an accordion theme
collapse abruptly
by Lush
presume a fine scheme
then chase solace, so serene
bitten from behind
by Lush
the secrets do lie
within the most honest heart
solve at your peril
by Lush
when times weren't so rough
irony hit the dance floor
now the kids goose step
(in mini skirts, male and female)
by vhs
it's like the bunny
in the battery adverts
we got used to it...
by vhs
and from the home front
damn if it is such a thing...
don't fuck with boston
it is all i can
say because I hate what our
world just has become...
by vhs
Up at crack of dawn
To cuss at the procession
Good riddance Maggie
by Janis
My cats bumped my hand
Sorry about the spelling
'Bots die for errors.
by Frank Grimes
to my mom and dad
happy anniversary
fifty-five years wed
by crimson mind of phoenix, az
A hand from a grave
Friday, the dead will arise
"..., shop S-MART!"...Waco
by Frank Grimes
A hand from a grave
Friday, the dead will arise
"...9, shop S-MART!"...Waco
by Frank Grimes
Will dress to impress
With the colors and the capes
That are on my socks.
by Frank Grimes
Man of Steel trailer
Great,now I can't find my socks
Supe' socks will be worn.
by Frank Grimes
well some of us here
belong to "belief" in some
form mind you as you
might have known of me
by vhs
john frum delivers
but only for a short while
you can't count on cults
by ash
I hear john frum is
supposed to come back and bring
coke and boxes back
by vhs
Wrong number of syllables?
Sticklers disapprove.
They can kiss my grits.
by John Frum of USA
seasonal ennui
encapsulated by fog
my brain is useless
by ash
Game of Thrones tonight
What is dead may never die
Winter is coming
by Cornea Pete
