I hated your smiles,
screaming, shouting, angrily
shattering my mind.

Virus pasta strands.
Uncoiled in a tin can.
It's not Italian.

Canned corn beef and Spam.
Rejected genital meat.
Pressure cooked nostrils.

Nitrates to preserve.
And to weaken the sperm cells.
Thus we slide backwards.

It is as designed.
And appears to be working.
The poor grow stupid.

Listen to heartbeats
of the time I spent with you;
remorse and regret

Never seen monkeys
using any monkey wrench.
This confuses me

Raviolli give
me the formuolli cuz
I have AIDS in my

Oh, give me a break.
You could use a few monkeys.
But couldn't we all.

when the spam shows up
it is like the monkey wrench
knocks out my writing

distraction

Falling in love with
Death and his clockworks, though you're
still clinging to life.

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I'm looking forward
to the extinction of us
with ice cream on top.

Event A La Mode.
Though chocolate is preferred.
We'll make cool fossils.

But Beethoven's butt
bounces by beautifully
between bassoon beats.

Queefs are pussy farts.
But they are not really farts.
But that's a good thing.

Wide, innocent sighs
dreams and nightmares fall for you
like lovers in time

i might argue that
Rapture is a song by Blondie
Fab Five Freddy...

When dogs rule the world
We will greet one another
With much butt sniffing

Christ, I need coffee.
Fuck all this poetry shit.
The drug is calling.

The rapture happened.
Only three people arose.
We are what is left.

the old stand bys stand
obliterated by the
passage of passing

Of philosophies
dead branches of withered nights;
rotting memories

Hello!

Elegies from hymnals
grace in nightingale cages;
songs for a loved one

when the Rapture comes
along and the seven year
period passes

will the bad haiku
still be here, a testament
to all gone before?

Write an acronym
Of your name or else you will
Explode XD lol

Do not eat pink snow
It will make you very sick
Learned that the hard way

Don't eat golden ice.
It's golden retriever pee.
My grandma told me.

Drops of golden ice
Helpless in withered flowers
Silver streams of silent dreams

My haiku are great.
You're gonna love my haiku.
They're gonna be yuge!

Donald Trump should post
his tweets here on this website
in haiku format.

We should go to war.
Most of China would love to see
a new government.

Yeah, yeah! CRT.
Send money now, fartknockers!
I'll buy some nachos.

And maybe TP.
And burritos and nachos!
Send money, bungholes.

Bow down before The
Almighty Bungholio.
And send that money.

China has got shit.
Poverty, pollution, smog.
Plastic cheap garbage.

Their rich vacation
in non-polluted countries,
scheming to buy land.

And turn those countries
into Chinese colonies,
filthy polluted shit holes just like China has become!

We should be buddies.
China has toxic whoop ass,
plus lots of people

Silver lullabies
with warm candlelight nearby
for Earth's clockwork night

would the first church of
beavis and butthead be a
legal religion

where people watch vids
on a CRT TV
and say "this sucks..." or

"woah that's cool...." oh how
they have forgotten what sucks
and what is cool now

Believe in Beavis.
First Church of Cornholio.
Offers of TP.

Do you have TP?
Or do you have no TP?
We have no bunghole.

Anoint your bunghole
with oleo and TP.
Yeah, that would be cool.

Weeping o'er the dark
Black Oceans caress the pain
of a loved one lost

i wonder who came
up with the idea art needs
a liscense, status?

It's the ninja code.
Japaneseish or something.
Look at the post card!

Go eat your sushi!
Family Feudalism
without wasabi.

I need to get my
artistic license renewed
or pay the large fine.

I'm sorry you feel that way, what i read here i find rather disturbing, quite disturbing, not the sex doll thing so much but the devaluing of life

There once was a man from Nantookit
who took out his dick and shook it
at everyone that he saw
although against the law
for a toothpick they mistook it.

Electrophiles
are freaks who love electrons.
The chem teacher lied.

When I was little and I had no sense
I too a piss on the electric fence.
It shocked my dick, it shocked my balls,
I took a shit in my overalls.

Murder is an art.
Those who do it in hatred
are barbaric scum.

I just ordered a
Hello Kitty sex doll from
Amazon dot com.

I hate the way that
Asians take pics of their food
before they eat it.

Drugs can do good things.
Amphetamine-dried nostrils.
Pluck out those nose hairs.

To chop off your head,
recording the slice and thud,
would make me happy.