i feel the real life
drain on my real energy
no one knows who does

care about me what's
going on and gives simple answers
like "uh just sign off....it is that easy, i grew up in the 50s when drugs were hidden and black people were called negros"

doi!!!!!!

she finds her son with a post it note saying goodbye, his laptop smashed and him long off to hawaii to enjoy lovemaking to pele

as far as I am
concerned trolls as I have
been are like tapeworms

they suck the vital
energy out of a place
and become the one

"voice" until they choke
themselves out of existence

parasite kills the host don't you fucking know and parasite dies next

the whole point was to
make haiku, bad or good to
keep the thing going

I'm so upset I want to pray for you
but I can't

you're essentially dishonest

A martyr without
a cause is soon forgotten.
But then aren't we all.

you talk too much

Oh, well, my heavens!
The poor little teabagger
has had quite enough!

Here here, good fellow!
Time to put these socialist
beggars in their place!

Socialist "art" work
has no place on this refined
public message board.

Although I'd hardly
call poetry about farts
any sort of art.

And all this business
about beastiality,
it's rather horrid!

What sort of monster
could concoct such disgusting
nonsense as all that?!

I bet Obama
or his cohorts are posting
as Darth Figpucker

Just so that he can
piss off all you teabaggers
with socialist art.

If "art" pisses you
off, then you need to get off
of this small planet.

victor frankl

sure you might be a
good artist, but I've had quite
enough of you

Goan to jiggin ows.
Den be vuggin dem jiggins.
An' cut day heh off.

Day squeeze up on ya.
An yo goan screem all appy.
An yo nu' go dry.

Ib she ain porn stah
den ain nebber heerd ubb er.
She amtoor o whut?

ayn rand, ever hear
of this chick but we don't need
go on purpoose here

goan ee frie jiggin
den jrink me sim ahz coe bur
den burp lie err quaik

Who is John Galtness?
I have never heard of him.
Is he a porn star.

so if we find our
own John Galtness is it not
ironic, where's me

well go to say oh
deviantart and you will
see a female orc...

Frogs sing to the night.
Leaping, splashing, laying eggs.
Oh, to be a frog.

Orc's are sooo hot!
I'd bang the whole Orc army.
Make them give me head.

Remove Prince Albert
For the snaggle tooth BJ
lest it gets ripped off.

Mordor can take pics
to put on the internet.
Golom shoots the vid.

Seriously though,
ever seen a lady orc?
So how do they breed?

Maybe this is why
orcs are always so pissed off.
They can't get any!

well it's nice to see
flowers in the garden once
you've fought mordor's orcs...

It's impossible
For me to communicate
In seventeen "on"

Math is a pure lie.
I just found the largest prime.
Shoved it up me arse!

Bland is as bland does.
The net is what we make it.
Mirrors do not lie.

My momma always
said haiku are like a big
box of chocolates.

At least this is not
a poetry reading where
geeks try to get laid!

Yow 'n mah jiggin'
ows! No mee comin' rown nyah
vuggin' mah jiggins!

i just want to see
more haiku going because
we need these art things

the current state
of the internet is so
bland and quite empty

As long as I live
I will keep the site running
That is my promise

The recaptcha is
Freaking me out a little
Decoding bitmaps

Trip around the sun
Yet another year flies by
Don't feel dizzy though

it's no fun anymore
you pretty much drove
me away as well

Thank you so very much!
I love my Viagra Spam!
I'm so literal!

I put Viagra
into fried Spam for breakfast.
Keeps me hard all day.

Thank God for trench coats.
I can beat off in public
and no one will know.

Shopping malls are best.
But sometimes I do Starbucks.
Thanks to Viagra!

I love to stroke my
perpetual erection,
pharmacy induced.

Seriously though,
I hear "Viagra", I think
Grandpa with boner.

I mean, like, GA-ROSSS!
I should go live in a cave.
And stay off the net.

Is it Dave's Mind Fuck?
Or maybe it's Fuck Dave's Mind.
I like the latter.

"evade dave" is "evade dave" backwards.

Remember the Hannibal scene when he hung the inspector and his entrails fell out.... I love that part. Except it gives me the craving for deep fried pork rinds.

A priest and a politician... Wow. I mean, I'm in shock. I am near to Godless and I cannot follow laws. Hmmm... Maybe you're right!

It's time to catch zee's.
I'll use a big fucking net.
And keep them locked up.

well i'd be careful dave
you seem to have poet, priest and politician
in one persona

If A, then not B.
Also if B, then not A.
Logic sucks my ass.

"Oh, the terrible shape of this country and the evil socialist powers that run (ruin) it!"

Obama bites poo.
And those who hate him do too.
Lock them in a zoo.

"Mankind will never be truly free until the last politician is strangled with the entrails of the last priest.... or poet." ;-)

evi1 - a novel about you

but to be all end
all if it sounds redic it
is and it's called....drum

roll please, trolling...I
see once a fisherman shall
always play with fish

the only art in this
losing temper is so much
Jerry Springer show

to be honest I'd
wish I'd get so upset
I just lose interest

but I don't want to
see this place taken off line
because some asshole

who thinks his ego
is interesting, would stab
his own potrait like

dorian grey did and
do us all a favor and finally
become truly silent

look I don't care at
all anymore because this
country has gone mad

and that's why this whole
system we're seeing society
falling apart and

people in power
afraid of what's happening
they have questions, fears

when people stop being
afraid people will take back
what has been stolen

their lives, their jobs, their
investments, families, their
towns, because people

can run their own lives
and those who try to do otherwise
are fucked up in their

lives, lost, and dead

bye

fuck I responded
probably to some guy behind
bars getting fucked by

a crip named Bobbi

well in that case have
fun

VHS equals
Very Horny Son-of-a-
bitch. Ha ha ha ha.

Is your face rotting?
Dipping too much Skoal worm dirt?
Chewing Tobacco?

You are not alone.
Chewbacca chewed tobacco.
And he's dying too.

But Disney killed him.
A slow painful death it is.
Far worse than cancer.

Anonymity
is only an illusion.
They are watching you.
655321

Walls are closing in.
Now they are coming for me.
I'll be locked away.

OMG! Does no
one monitor this garbage?!
I'd delete it all!
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This would be a great
way for terrorists to chat
in their secret code.
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This is way too hard.
Getting the right syllables.
Looks like I did it.
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Please help those in need.
Ronald McDonald knows how.
A clown can do it.
(And so can you!)

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

LOL... at least the spammer apologizes before he spams us... this has got to be one of the funniest things on this website... "Sorry, but"... and then the spam... I mean, that is classic! It's going to be a good day.

rolling on the floor laughing my big stinky fat ass off until I puke up the nachos I ate last night

You have it all wrong!
I want YOU to be beaten.
So that I can laugh.

But it would not last.
Humor is only fleeting.
And that's my downfall.

I stare too much, and
I am the fart in the wind
and other bitches.

Whatever we do.
All becomes just rust and dust.
So I stare at busts.

Yes, I mean boobies.
And sometimes I smoke doobies.
I wear no rubies.

Hey, at least it rhymed.
You find meaning in poems.
But I, sir, do not.

I am wasting time.
And that's what we're all doing.
But I admit it.

Timothy McVeigh,
and, yes, Mother Theresa.
We're all time wasters.

History won't last.
History becomes itself.
All is forgotten.

I see the big wave.
All I want to do is ride.
To the stars and back.

In a million years
no one will remember me
or these dumb haiku.

Unless there's a hell.
There my poems will be read
to punish sinners.

But I don't believe.
But I do want to believe.
My mind won't let me.

what tales does a dead
man tell but what his life was
that lead to his death

the tombs of egypt
or the ruins, babylon
dead sea scrolls, the times

of history are
a record of dead lives that we
all shall be, and those

ahead of us will
see our wisdom and our fool's
errands in the sand

I see this guy as
the protester who wants to
be beaten, so he

can go martyr and
so on, aren't we fucking all
to our pet causes

rotting bodies in
tombs, empty of cause or thought
or belief, all our end

my face rots off and
yet I say nothing and death
may come for me soon