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Bad Haiku
Horrible poetry for the digital age
29 Years, 80 Days and 78057 Haiku later...
Work at a start-up
It doesn't pay very well
Thanks for the pencils
Haiku # 6109 March 12, 2001 11:45 am ET
by Evan of SF
I never sleep well
My back calls me a cheapskate
I must buy a bed
Haiku # 6108 March 12, 2001 11:41 am ET
by Evan of SF
I was bored before
But poem about Buttercup
Is so crap I cry
Haiku # 6107 March 12, 2001 11:39 am ET
by Anonymous Poet of Boston
When I make dinner
I realize I need more food
Hot Pockets are fine.
Haiku # 6106 March 12, 2001 11:39 am ET
by Evan of SF
Five syllables here
Seven syllables go here
I am not too creative
Haiku # 6105 March 12, 2001 11:33 am ET
by Evan of SF
I sat in front of
the biggest Indian tool
on the plane last night
Haiku # 6104 March 12, 2001 11:30 am ET
by Mike Shimrinmanson of Boston
phunkadelica
sharon, ben, joe, dean and paul
like to eat hot dogs
Haiku # 6103 March 12, 2001 11:30 am ET
by jer
Lots of beer last night
The ugly girls were models
Monday morning. Don't call.
Haiku # 6102 March 12, 2001 11:29 am ET
by Evan of SF
Hell is horrible
The Dark One tortures your soul
With awful Haiku.
Haiku # 6101 March 12, 2001 11:21 am ET
by Greg Clarke of Paris
Welcome Gentlemen
All Your Base Are Belong To
Us What You Say Cats?
Haiku # 6100 March 12, 2001 11:21 am ET
by Cats
come read silly pith
submissions are filtered
leave your brains at home
Haiku # 6099 March 12, 2001 11:02 am ET
by mooty
Princess Buttercup!
what a relief! Give I ah-
re-PET-TIT-tive sigh~

Haiku # 6098 March 12, 2001 11:01 am ET
by Miss Eerything
when the spring comes rain
and my knee hurts so badly
amputation now.
Haiku # 6097 March 12, 2001 10:58 am ET
by mooty of YCN
Kevin is super
Gay really really dumb
He does acid, dumb
Haiku # 6096 March 12, 2001 10:33 am ET
by Fatty McGee
School really blows ass
I don't like going to school
My school really sucks
Haiku # 6095 March 12, 2001 10:30 am ET
by Fatty McGee
School really blows ass
I don't like going to school
My school really sucks
Haiku # 6094 March 12, 2001 10:29 am ET
by Fatty McGee
I have my own puss
now that I am big and stong
my puss grows with me
Haiku # 6093 March 12, 2001 10:28 am ET
by futurebird of Pittsburgh
The Partisan League
Coveting your cheese supplies.
Ware Xarabydun!
Haiku # 6092 March 12, 2001 10:26 am ET
by Coyote of Guam
Elephant dancer,
I can so smell you from here.
Fester away, Dad!
Haiku # 6091 March 12, 2001 10:24 am ET
by Coyote of Guam
Lumbering for hell
Foot locked in moral bear trap.
Rice gets in your eyes.

Haiku # 6090 March 12, 2001 10:23 am ET
by Coyote of Guam
speaking to teacher
I discovered that I had
forgotten my leg
Haiku # 6089 March 12, 2001 10:18 am ET
by oo-ooo of shoreditch
Monday morning poo
flushing weekend's decadence
a ton of red meat
Haiku # 6088 March 12, 2001 10:15 am ET
by Bung Daddy
my dream was quite good
I ate bacon and radish
followed by some cake
Haiku # 6087 March 12, 2001 10:15 am ET
by oo-ooo of Shoreditch
I am so docile
I am so fucking docile
I kick docile ass
Haiku # 6086 March 12, 2001 9:56 am ET
by Princess Buttercup of Athens
Bad Haiku just stinks
horrible, disgusting, bad
and i adore it
Haiku # 6085 March 12, 2001 9:56 am ET
by dududude
Get on up Get on
up Ah Like a sex machine
Ah Get on up Ow!
Haiku # 6084 March 12, 2001 9:28 am ET
by Anonymous Poet
Get up on it
Get up on it like this
Get up on it
Haiku # 6083 March 12, 2001 8:53 am ET
by Chemical Brother #1
Hockey player bit
my earlobe but then a
game broke out - beer ad
Haiku # 6082 March 12, 2001 8:15 am ET
by Anonymous Poet
still up on this sheet.
potential kills greedy time
paper? more sheet? hmmm.
Haiku # 6081 March 12, 2001 7:40 am ET
by here
go wash your mouth out
with something stronger than soap.
maybe arsenic
Haiku # 6080 March 12, 2001 7:23 am ET
by mellie
Possible they stood
near you? You shit-eating git.
Can't you smell yourself?
Haiku # 6079 March 12, 2001 7:20 am ET
by mellie
Foreign students, phew!
What makes them smell? Do they bathe?
Do they know of soap?
Haiku # 6078 March 12, 2001 7:07 am ET
by eggnog doggy-dog
Mother Theresa
Fawning over the wretched
Me, Christian? No thanks.
Haiku # 6077 March 12, 2001 7:01 am ET
by eggnog doggy-dog
Look, a corn "floater"
Don't remember eating that
mmm... *smack* Yes, I do!
Haiku # 6076 March 12, 2001 6:51 am ET
by eggnog doggy-dog
Well, har-dee-har-har
I got me a three-legg'd goat
Chew on this, Billy.
Haiku # 6075 March 12, 2001 6:46 am ET
by eggnog doggy-dog
Do let's bend over!
Take it like good receivers
We expand and tear.
Haiku # 6074 March 12, 2001 6:37 am ET
by eggnog doggy-dog
I told you, woman
Don't mix carrots with jell-o
That shit is nasty.
Haiku # 6073 March 12, 2001 6:34 am ET
by eggnog doggy dog of A special place.
sleep like an angel
dream like a dirty sinner
wash your sheets, that's gross.
Haiku # 6072 March 12, 2001 6:24 am ET
by e-dog
Dripping white bird shit
Falls _into_ a man on bench
Snoring, mouth open
Haiku # 6071 March 12, 2001 6:21 am ET
by Anonymous Poet
my stupidity
oh no what got into me
that tumidity !
Haiku # 6070 March 12, 2001 6:10 am ET
by ash
"tumnescence" doesn't
have an "n" in it. but we
all fuck up sometimes
Haiku # 6069 March 12, 2001 6:04 am ET
by e-dog
a rounded swelling
oh so beautiful like a
partial moon at night
Haiku # 6068 March 12, 2001 5:56 am ET
by Z of zZZZzZZZzZ
swelling in the ranks
a sort of e-tumnescence
stimulating jerks
Haiku # 6067 March 12, 2001 5:46 am ET
by ash
evil sluts of night
how you tease would-be watchers.
a trick? prob'ly not.
Haiku # 6066 March 12, 2001 5:44 am ET
by e-dog
too bad you missed when
ten bucks each; me and cris kissed
and yeah, there was tongue
Haiku # 6065 March 12, 2001 5:33 am ET
by hestwhore
buttsex in my ear
do it do it do it oh
messy isn't it
Haiku # 6064 March 12, 2001 5:16 am ET
by e-dog
take a long sweet draught
cold sustinence from a can
only the lucky
Haiku # 6063 March 12, 2001 5:16 am ET
by e-dog
the erection of my
soul leads to the butt fucking
of the universe
Haiku # 6062 March 12, 2001 5:13 am ET
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.


Haiku # 6061 March 12, 2001 5:10 am ET
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.


Haiku # 6060 March 12, 2001 5:09 am ET
by stvn2rsk of over ther