There should be a score
That calculates the crazy
Based on the poems
by Anonymous Poet
Where are the poets?
Yes, I think this site is rigged
By Psychiatrists
by Anonymous Poet
Gonna be famous
My haikus are enjoyed worldwide
I'll show you my ass
by Anonymous Poet
Lots of dogs ran loose
Their shit rotted and turned white
Then disintegrated
Some piles got stepped in
by Anonymous Poet
The girl up the street
Used to eat boogers on snow
I haven't tried it
They had a poodle
His asshole was stained yellow
Ran loose in the streets
by Anonymous Poet
Back to basics now
Cuntfart Cuntfart cunt. Breathe.
Cuntfart Cuntfart cunt
by Anonymous Poet
You freaking madman
Are you servicing your wife?
Swatting mosquitoes?
by Anonymous Poet
Somebody stop me
Yo, VHS, fickpucker
Throw down some road spikes
by Anonymous Poet
I can't stop haiku
It's out of control. I tried
Haiku brakes on the fritz
Got the syllable shits and I can't stop.
by Anonymous Poet
We are in God's jail
Doing Time for our parents
They were horny that night
by Anonymous Poet
Colonel sanders here
You have to fuck the chicken
That is the secret
by Anonymous Poet
And then we'll fly off
Catch up with the Hale Boppers
You just might get laid
by Anonymous Poet
With a glass of milk
Toast cut in triangle shapes
To enhance flavor
by Anonymous Poet
No holiday guests
No holiday meal. Just toast
And peanut butter
by Anonymous Poet
You can see the stench
Haikus rotting in the sun
It's all your fault,dude
by Anonymous Poet
Peanut butter toast
Is my all time favorite meal
Can you dig it, babe
by Anonymous Poet
Swing by. Pick me up
Let's drive straight into the sun
Burn, motherfucker!
by Anonymous Poet
Melancholy Turd
Abandoned in Menswear aisle
On Fitting Room floor
by Retail me Not of Menswear
Hard work, these poems
Up before sunrise, milking
Syllables. Smells foul.
by Haiku farmer of Knee deep in chicken shit
Turkey shaped clogger
Forgot plunger in England
Call it Grog with Log
by Anonymous Poet
Up close.magnified
Every pore and crumb of shit
Anal Viewmaster
by Turdseyeview
Swinging high high high
Away I fly fly fly
Into a shitpile
by Anonymous Poet
That sounds G rated
Compared to Jim Bob's skill
Fuckbasting the Bird
by John Boy Walton's Mole of Wipe me with the napkin, please... getting moist
Hard as Plymouth Rock
Wipe your hands on the stray dogs
Jizzed Brussels sprouts
by Anonymous Poet
I know what it is
Got a headless conjoined twin
Call it double junk
by Anonymous Poet
I wouldn't know what DVDA was if not for Matt Stone and Trey Parker. What would Brian Boitano Do?
by
Thanksgiving themed porn.
Pilgrims bang Poke-a-hot-ass,
the big chief's daughter.
Let us bow our heads.
Lord, we thank you for this feast
of pussy and tits.
"I like the fish pie."
Licking whipped cream off her tits.
Let's stuff this here bird.
Mock English accents.
Olden-speak DVDA.
She was stuffed alright!
by DARTH FIGPUCKER
Pilgrims pulling penis
Pumpkin pie pig-out packs pounds
Pilgrim Poontang
by Anonymous Poet
Hood boss VHS
He's in charge of pies this year
He'll prolly fuck them
by Anonymous Poet
Making hand turkeys
So boring. Trace Grandad's schlong!
It's a shapeshifter
by Anonymous Poet
Corn acreage here
Save the cobs to wipe our bums
Huge turkey wattle!
What a hearty meal
Feel free to unzip your pants
Free your blunderbus
by Anonymous Poet
You say "circle jerk"
As if that would be a bad thing.
Turkey grease on palms.
Extra white gravy.
Do not let it go to waste.
Mixed with your stuffing.
by DARTH FIGPUCKER
A bottled green gas
would be the perfect stinky
x-mas gift for me.
X-mas from the ass.
The lass passed gas from her ass,
bottled in clear gas.
The gas was off-green,
looking sort of like chlorine,
But much more toxic.
by DARTH FIGPUCKER
The first Thanksgiving
Wasn't it a circle jerk
Around the table?
by Choked and Stuffed Chicken
That ain't no crime, Darth
You left a work of art there
Hanging in the loo
by Sure stinx
The longer I live
The more I look like Santa
I want to believe
by Big belly, whiskers, white hair, jolly eyes of And I have a vagina
Forget about a kiss
Mistletoe Fellatio
A gift from our dog
by He bites
Bottling my farts
To give as holiday gifts
Some are Grinch green, too
by Anonymous Poet
Cuntfart Cuntfart Cunt
Now shout it from the rooftops!
You can be a star
by Anonymous Poet
I forgot to flush.
That's, my friend, my only crime.
Death sentence imposed.
Ah, fuck it, not in the mood to count.
5757575757557575757575. piss on it.
Take the o from count.
Then release your flatulence.
Then repeat step one.
You've got cunthfart cunt.
JOY!
by DARTH FIGPUCKER
Breaking down the wind
One fart at a time. Mindful.
Yeah, God would like that
by Wind Breaker of Wind
Sir Darth Figpucker
A fugitive from justice
Conditioner Theft
by Slipped out through the bars of the jail of Greased Longpig hard to catch
Mustard on his dick
Ketchup on his balls. What's next?
Mayo on the walls
by Condiment for Condoms meant for of Formula 409
An abusuve God
Who needs it. Trash Deadbeat dad
Dude, give it a rest
by Anonymous Poet
You make the art here.
Get your head out of your ass.
Fear God. Then create.
by Anonymous Poet
Here there is no art.
I think I've said that before.
No one believes me.
by DARTH FIGPUCKER
I do not
by DARTH FIGPUCKER
Give that girl some mustard!
by DARTH FIGPUCKER
The penis is a hot dog.
by DARTH FIGPUCKER
The Grinch has dog penis.
by DARTH FIGPUCKER