calculus is fun
i like to have lots of cash
flowers drinking rain

"oh shit" she exclaimed.
the coffee is getting cold
wicker baskets full

wobbly table
seven more silly bull dykes
it's almost logic

Green donkey penis.
My little pony magic.
Incomplete sentence.

Spectacular stench
follows wherever he goes
Fabulous stink beast

Sorry butt! Yes you are!
You are a fat sweaty ass!
A big sorry ass!

should rest assured
the sweat beneath my scrotum
shall fully anoint

lampshade chenowith
redacted champagne passion
bally harrumph skit

whilst Scott Tenorman
remains my hero complete
sean hosts freak shows

My grammar is so bad that I once got trapped down at the bottom of a good. -- Bo Burnham

Yup, I can not count
I can't spell too good either
Plus my grammar sucks

Delete
51261
51262
51277-51281
And this one.

Goodbye Goodbye, OUT!
Be gone, go away, vamoose!
Spam is too fatty!

Okay! Time for work.
I will drink lots of coffee.
Paid by your taxes.

"Coffee! Far sweeter than a thousand kisses." Or so says J. S. Bach in his opera Cafe Cantata.

VHS's folks
had a child before him:
VHS beta.

The Green Solution:
Recycle the elderly.
In line VHS!

There is no breakdown.
If it don't work, it can't break.
Life! It's just stupid.

We see the breakdown
Of a life here but it is
Tragic to witness

Fuck, now I can't count.
See what you did, Mandingo!
This is all your fault!

Get free date rape drugs.
With two orders of Cialis
get a free roofie!

You know what I like?
Raping pit bulls with parvo.
Better than ice cream.

Mandingo can't count.
Look at the second sentence.
There's eight syllables.

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