That was kinda fun
Really decent poetry
You can write one too
Please submit poems
One poem a day, at least
Recite them out loud
Kuntfart Kuntfart Kunt!!
by Anonymous Poet
Please read my poem
I worked on it all day long
Get it just right, man
Didn't use cuss words
Or mention genitalia
Needs an extra line
G Rated Poem
by Pig Dong
Zip zip zip zip zip
Zip zip zip zip zip zip zip
Dink caught in fly
by Anonymous Poet
Rock rock rock crack smush
Rock smush rock smush rock smush smush
Sticky werthers gramps?
by Anonymous Poet
Jehova's Witness
Keeps them away from your door
Protection Program
by Just ask
Your smile..like the sun
Cheerful, long yellow teeth
I think I'm in love
by Smitten
Soggy manure life
Like a rainy day all day
If the rain wuz poop
by Bucket Filler
Have no ha'penny?
Then let's just skin you alive
Oh, and God bless you.
by Church goer
your smile send shock waves
that i forget i have lungs
and my legs have knees
by vince
The children are taught to sing "Merry Christmas" with their hands held out begging for money and it never changes until they die.
by
"When I grow up I
want to be a sacrifice
to volcano gods."
by
You might not like filth.
That's where life begins and ends.
Don't blame me, blame God.
Every fart, turd,
and bodily excretion
is a prayer of thanks.
by df
Can you reduce it,
Every last lyric impulse,
To sex filth vomit?
by buried deep in the figpuckers hog farm
I aim to not aim.
It's wise to stand far from me
at the urinal.
by df
With six extra cocks
his junk looked like a bag pipe.
Big hit at gay bars.
by MgGregor's Gene Splicing, Inc. of Lock Ness
The missing bagpipes
Last spotted in Edinburgh
Look under his kilt
by Spotted Dick of Bettergetthatlookedat
I aim to confuse
What is my chosen weapon? My shitty haikus
by William Mcgonagall of Edinburgh
I would like a Hell.
Torture for all of my sins.
And then I could sleep.
It would be peaceful.
As long as my wife's not there.
It will be okay.
by df
Well, you could have flushed
That's not very neighbourly
Ain't a art museum
by Hick
bad haiku check-in:
farts, shit-stains, and suchlike filth
time to leave again
by Anonymous Poet
I have a question
Um, do farts have syllables
Can u fart haiku?
Can u cut the cheese?
Lay a coil or drop a stew?
Make smelly haiku?
by Smelly Poet
Important Message
Near Far wherever you Are
My fart must go on
by On and on and on of Republik of Skidmark
There is no Hell place
So don't sweat the small stuff, dude
Just play with yourself
by Anonymous Poet
Do you mean Dante?
He was obsessed with Satan.
Whatever sells, eh?
I should read his work.
Would be good to pass the time.
As I wait for hell.
A book I enjoyed.
Satan: His Psychotherapy and Cure
by The Unfortunate Dr. Kassler, J.S.P.S.
by df
When in third grade,
I'd shit in other kids' pants.
Then make them wear it.
by
If the penis dies,
but the testicles live on,
what's the point of that?
by
Elvis had a twin
He wasn't an orange dork
With a bunghole mouth
by Anonymous Poet
One hand in pocket
Other one is...Wait, I'm nude!
That ain't a pocket
by Alannis Morisette of Canudia
Weird World of Haiku
Sentenced to hard labor here
Could use a Snickers
by Anonymous Poet
I remember you
Used to be the janitor
I'm a poet now
by Former Janitor
I always enjoyed coming up behind other kids at the urinal and grabbing them and moving them around, making them piss all over the place. Janitors loved me, I'm sure.
by df
Then in the fourth grade
Heather had a crush on Vic
She peed on his shoe
by Anonymous Poet
I was in third grade
Kid next to me shit his pants
Turned them inside out
by Me of Memory Lane
Bend all the way down
Now push out with your rectum
Now clean up the shit
by Simon Says
When he falls asleep
I order pizza and wings
On his credit card
by John Boy Walton's Mole of Cheek
The brain is dying.
Not from lack of oxygen,
from too much haiku.
by df
What is poetry?
Is it the sound of my fart?
Or is it the smell?
by Anonymous Poet
No Poets Allowed
No Poets Allowed, I said.
No Poets Allowed
by Anonymous Poet
Pubic Hair Salon
Genital tumbleweeds roll
"We do coiffs and queefs"
by Smegward Sciissorhands
have you read the poems
where Satan has three heads
and one mouth chews Judas
Iscariot for eternity????
by vhs
poetry is for
the last chance of expression
of the hopeless the
haiku is the suicide
poem of the samurai...
by vhs of this isn't a haiku but I am tired of life today
So who listened to
Alice's Restaurant this
last Thanksgiving day?
by Anonymous Poet
Listening to AC/DC conjures up images of being shat upon by Satan whilst chained under his outhouse and he's having constipation and screaming, picking the scabs from a VD sore and flicking them down on top of you with the massive piles of shite at the very lowest level of hell.
by Anonymous Poet
Dingleberry pie.
Just like grandma used to make.
Fresh from the oven.
by df
Mona Lisa's cunt
Vertical smile mystery
Obvious tuna
by Leonardo of Hard on Department
Zorg Zeguulon Zerr
Zygorx Zxrog zzzis zeguulon
Zguyx zx Zorg Zerr
by Zorg of Zeguulon
Don't bother worry
That's just a waste of your time
Jerk off instead, man
by Anonymous Poet
Zoom lens on asshole
Wrinkles. Hairs. Dingleberries.
I'll s(h)it on your face
by Zygorx of Sgrunx
Awful twat waffle.
Eyeful of Eiffel Tower.
Fine wine art cheese fart.
by df of French fried frog fritters fraternity
Haiku licks my ASS.
You are a lightweight ass-lick.
Do your best. Lightweight.
by Ass- cheeks of Transcedence