And He looked on man.
And He was disappointed.
Genesis 6:6.

Think only good thoughts.
The perverts will disappear.
God will strike them down.

Push the envelope.
Just how bad can haiku be?
VD twat tartar.

Children taste yummy.
Albert Fish is my hero.
Dahmer was a punk.

I don't love my wife.
I have better sex with whores.
Marriage is a farce.

Awkward Silence sucks
Learn how to count dracula
Lush and V H S

Escargots basket
Flip Wilson mumbled, god stumbled
I want tartar sauce

basketed ergot
slipped as I stumbled, tumbled
If I hadn't tripped?

Lush, thou art verily
a macracanthorhynchus
hirudinaceus

You can pick your nose
You can also pick your friends
But you can't wipe your friends on the back of the couch.

You can pick your nose
You can also pick your friends
Can't pick your friend's nose

devoid of hubris
never found a thing to fake
balderdashing

Hot Thai girl on bus.
I think "Please don't get boner."
But of course she does.

Are you now flacid?
Perhaps flatulent as well?
Beano Viagra!

Extreme eloquence.
Electronic thesaurus.
Penile stimuli.

emboldened zealots
a chorus of mud people
clamoring for naught

Alternative fuel
pachyderm flatulence gas
flying like dumbo

Cut my fingernails,
now I am ready to write.
Must learn to edit.

i don't understand
why she just cant get the fact
that she's a cunt.

death is impending
we hasten the doom of earth
with every sperm

the way to save earth
is by using germ warfare
lets start with china

india is next
cheap products and call centers
clean up this planet

don't think about it
as it exists regardless
your input is null

You cannot stop it.
The alien invasion.
They want our coffee.

Philosophically
Cats may, or may not exist
Until they meeeow

Like Hannibal Lecter,
I just might have to stab it.
But should I eat it?

Solipsist I am.
I mean, who else could exist?
Well, besides my cat.

horrid portraiture
a sniveling solipsist
awash in disdain

Change a bad habit
Stop humping like a rabbit
Think "steak," and stab it.

I made a huge fart.
It rocked the house like thunder.
The spouse was not pleased.

You deserve nothing
Greedy gluttonous goober
Sell your soul for cash

Sad face is sad face,
I follow this steps,
Or I don't.

Your sick sunken eyes
Afraid to look at others
Lest you see through them

The wind blows poison.
The volcano belches black.
The world is now dead.

































































"Pass the damn Twinkies."
Said a cockroach to his friend.
Yum, gobble, burp, fart.

Three penises on the bed
Two penises on the bed
One penis on the bed
Man eater smiled...

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Three Haiku


Storm

Rain and rain and rain
and rain and rain and rain and
rain and rain and rain . . .


Haiku

No haiku about
trees, snowflakes, apple blossoms

Obama, you fraud!
Glad I did not vote for you
I'm smarter than that

Playing R.E.M.
"Beans, they constipate my wife"
Lyrics on "Get Up"

around 160 British pounds each for the meal Sugiyama, 22, who is asexual, voluntarily underwent surgery to have his penis removed

effing copy paste!

around

Quality of dick
is better than quantity.
A sackful, harumph!!

Mao Sugiyama cooked his own genitalia and garnished them with mushrooms and parsley
Five guests paid around

who said retarded ?
you did,mister machismo
suck a bag of dicks

i have been tardy
lately i've done it again
guess that's retardy

Go to college son
Get a master's degree sir
So you get good work

Graduated well
Now plumbing and wiring stuff
Life is weird. Aww Foock.

Again links to sites
Boner pills and other piss
Flaccid be your piece

Spamming ads I hate
Not even haiku are these
My rant, just two cents

No, not too creepy.
But your mom pooping for you...
That would be nasty.

I would expect that,
however, from men who write
haiku on this site.

Haiku gives me joy
like pooping for my mommy
Is that too creepy?

Pooping gives me joy.
Like have a yard sale.
You get rid of shit.

You did what I said.
You followed my instructions.
Congratulations.

will this even work
a grand experiment
html tags

Death to all numbers.
Obliterate them to nil.
Smash them to zero.











































Interdimensional aliens have explained in great detail to me that we must learn to do math without numbers, without counting, else we are doomed to annihilation by God and once we learn this glorious holy communication with nature and the cosmos then we will assure our immortality and place by his side. The turtles had learned it, but have since forgotten. This was in the days before the last great extinction. Dinosaurs could count. Are we no better than they?
The tortoise and the hare. We must eat hasenpfeffer. Slow down.
You understand, don't you?

Counting is not good.
In fact it is downright bad.
You should never count.