Payday pawn shop heist
Didn't get away with much loot,
but I learned to love

Asking for trouble
While begging for forgiveness
Twisted up real good

Well, you say "hello".
But I say "goodbye", goodbye,
Goodbye and so on.

In hell the pill spammers will be afflicted with permanent erections and forced to have sex with Hillary Clinton, Barbara Bush, Opera Winfrey, and Osama Bin Laden non-stop.

I shave my balls too.
I sold my folks to Kenny.
And I ate my pubes.

My balls are shaven.
I sold my pubes to Cartman.
I ate my parents.

Relevant events
Concerning pink elephants
What hope represents

it is time to sleep
i must depart for the night
don't feel sad feel glad

fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
shit shit shit shit shit shit shit
ha ha he he ho

it is time to sleep
i must depart for the
don't feel sad feel glad

i know i love you
never shall i ever stop
william shatner

everyone's writing
haiku's and i'm just sitting
here masturbating

how much can i fit
into a haiku format
oh no im out of

my corn hole is loose
with no thanks to your small dick
i should really stop

Why not LSD?
lets eat some shrooms you ass wipe
not gay boner pills

Lubrication is
A means of making things work
His is grease Mine? Blood

shut your fucking face
ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
i'm getting lazy

Ass full of pork fat
jiggles like a jello mold
mouth is flapping to

you are nasty whore
eat shit and die nasty skank
Emily whore breath

I need to go poop.
But I'm writing these haiku.
Too late, shat myself.

My penis is GOD!
Yes, it is wholly holy.
And it has a hole.

Out of which comes cum.
It is not some, but a bunch.
And it is your lunch.

Humans are evil.
Share an ebola cola.
In New York City.

Nothing more to say.
Nothing more to do with you.
Time for you to leave.

Hell show in slow mo
Fighting and alarms return
Just want to get home

It is all over
So drunk I can't make poems
Instead I use air

Corn running too late
Fall will freeze it on the stalk
Global Warming please

Obsequious sniff
Play bow, then scratchy rolling
Woof! I run away

Honking in anger
Angry geese attack the crows
A goose gang turf war

Turpentine sunshine
Bird words drop from me like turds
Splattering unheard

Now is sleepy time
Ready to relax and rest
Don't need to count sheep

Phychiatric crap
What

High school humping date.
Teasing in a coffeehouse.
Back room giggle grope.

I am the witness,
try to mind my own business,
keeping my back turned.

They leave when I fart.
Now I can get back to work.
Black beans are awesome.

Titilatified.
Mammary spammary bounce.
Bonerifically.

Hello there Janis.
Here's a haiku to remove.
See it down below:

Haiku #51137 (boner pill spam)

And remove this one.
That's if you want to, I guess.
Or keep it -- Who cares?

The SPAM is removed!
Praise to our Lord and Savior!
Yes, I mean Janis.

Oh, quiet thee down
Pagan sniffer of goat nut
Prepare for tough times

Gun shots and fireworks
Agony and extacy
Laurel and Hardy

Green round snot bubbles.
Blown from your sick nephew's nose.
It pops in your eye.

The new messiah.
Ebola will save us all.
And cleanse Mother Earth.

Pickled newborn pups.
Tasty little chihuahuas.
Poodles are good too.

Grateful Dead acid.
I remember it fondly.
Jerry's face blotter.

Your dog seems happy.
Now your turn, conservative
old grumpy fart man.

I need to go poop.
But I'm writing these haiku.
Too late, shat myself.

What a dick I am!
I just cannot stop myself.
I'll go beat off now.

I will take over.
No other poems remain.
Except for my own.

Never recycle.
It wastes too much energy.
There's no benefit.

My love has dried up.
Along with my tiny balls.
I won't take those pills!

Most awful flavors
can only be concocted
by mother-in-law.

Oh, mushy dog poo,
let me squish you in my shoes,
treading new carpets.

Hey, pay attention
Heavy partition mud eat
Please dance to the beat

This Haiku website
Walls of a New York subway
Almost the same thing

Except for one thing...
Most of what goes up here stays
Subway's washed away

Damn, you dosed my dog!
He just sits there listening
To the Grateful Dead