Five syllables here
Seven syllables go here
I am not too creative
by Evan of SF
I sat in front of
the biggest Indian tool
on the plane last night
by Mike Shimrinmanson of Boston
phunkadelica
sharon, ben, joe, dean and paul
like to eat hot dogs
by jer
Lots of beer last night
The ugly girls were models
Monday morning. Don't call.
by Evan of SF
Hell is horrible
The Dark One tortures your soul
With awful Haiku.
by Greg Clarke of Paris
Welcome Gentlemen
All Your Base Are Belong To
Us What You Say Cats?
by Cats
come read silly pith
submissions are filtered
leave your brains at home
by mooty
Princess Buttercup!
what a relief! Give I ah-
re-PET-TIT-tive sigh~
by Miss Eerything
when the spring comes rain
and my knee hurts so badly
amputation now.
by mooty of YCN
Kevin is super
Gay really really dumb
He does acid, dumb
by Fatty McGee
School really blows ass
I don't like going to school
My school really sucks
by Fatty McGee
School really blows ass
I don't like going to school
My school really sucks
by Fatty McGee
I have my own puss
now that I am big and stong
my puss grows with me
by futurebird of Pittsburgh
The Partisan League
Coveting your cheese supplies.
Ware Xarabydun!
by Coyote of Guam
Elephant dancer,
I can so smell you from here.
Fester away, Dad!
by Coyote of Guam
Lumbering for hell
Foot locked in moral bear trap.
Rice gets in your eyes.
by Coyote of Guam
speaking to teacher
I discovered that I had
forgotten my leg
by oo-ooo of shoreditch
Monday morning poo
flushing weekend's decadence
a ton of red meat
by Bung Daddy
my dream was quite good
I ate bacon and radish
followed by some cake
by oo-ooo of Shoreditch
I am so docile
I am so fucking docile
I kick docile ass
by Princess Buttercup of Athens
Bad Haiku just stinks
horrible, disgusting, bad
and i adore it
by dududude
Get on up Get on
up Ah Like a sex machine
Ah Get on up Ow!
by Anonymous Poet
Get up on it
Get up on it like this
Get up on it
by Chemical Brother #1
Hockey player bit
my earlobe but then a
game broke out - beer ad
by Anonymous Poet
still up on this sheet.
potential kills greedy time
paper? more sheet? hmmm.
by here
go wash your mouth out
with something stronger than soap.
maybe arsenic
by mellie
Possible they stood
near you? You shit-eating git.
Can't you smell yourself?
by mellie
Foreign students, phew!
What makes them smell? Do they bathe?
Do they know of soap?
by eggnog doggy-dog
Mother Theresa
Fawning over the wretched
Me, Christian? No thanks.
by eggnog doggy-dog
Look, a corn "floater"
Don't remember eating that
mmm... *smack* Yes, I do!
by eggnog doggy-dog
Well, har-dee-har-har
I got me a three-legg'd goat
Chew on this, Billy.
by eggnog doggy-dog
Do let's bend over!
Take it like good receivers
We expand and tear.
by eggnog doggy-dog
I told you, woman
Don't mix carrots with jell-o
That shit is nasty.
by eggnog doggy dog of A special place.
sleep like an angel
dream like a dirty sinner
wash your sheets, that's gross.
by e-dog
Dripping white bird shit
Falls _into_ a man on bench
Snoring, mouth open
by Anonymous Poet
my stupidity
oh no what got into me
that tumidity !
by ash
"tumnescence" doesn't
have an "n" in it. but we
all fuck up sometimes
by e-dog
a rounded swelling
oh so beautiful like a
partial moon at night
by Z of zZZZzZZZzZ
swelling in the ranks
a sort of e-tumnescence
stimulating jerks
by ash
evil sluts of night
how you tease would-be watchers.
a trick? prob'ly not.
by e-dog
too bad you missed when
ten bucks each; me and cris kissed
and yeah, there was tongue
by hestwhore
buttsex in my ear
do it do it do it oh
messy isn't it
by e-dog
take a long sweet draught
cold sustinence from a can
only the lucky
by e-dog
the erection of my
soul leads to the butt fucking
of the universe
by Q of Quarkland
can't go to sleep now, the queen of the radio can't pry the conk from her ear. swishhhhhhhshhshshshhhhh... er um, ,,
the ocean won't leave the shore.
by stvn2rsk of over ther
can't go to sleep now, the queen of the radio can't pry the conk from her ear. swishhhhhhhshhshshshhhhh... er um, ,,
the ocean won't leave the shore.
by stvn2rsk of over ther
can't go to sleep now, the queen of the radio can't pry the conk from her ear. swishhhhhhhshhshshshhhhh... er um, ,,
the ocean won't leave the shore.
by stvn2rsk of over ther
saffron is the new
red but what if red is not
red but the new black
by Z of everywhere
lip zit overtakes
will it ever end its growth?
how pain and pus suck
by e-dog
crapass fuglies
stick to you permanent
i kill 'em with
blackeyed
eying
by the filter of us MO KC
