something like blah blah blah
yada yada yada
pretty much this is

there is nothing more
to say but quietly send
the clowns far away

intimidation
and offense, unashamed
of their evil ways

Cry crocodile tears
Go now, cry in your stale beers
Cry me a river

Investigators
They come from Florida
Reptiles. Stocks and Bonds

nothing to guess pearls thrown
to swine are trampled then they
turn to rend others

Are the waffles blue
And if so, that is your clue
The chef was guess who

waffle house is just
freaking heaven and i dont
talk food too much, y'all

Oh not this again
Someone said we breathe the farts
Of Adolph Hitler

The Hero returns
Fresh battle scars and tall tales
But now, let us feast!

Only one person
talks about poo rubbing off...
And who might that be?

Someone

Is this really true?
Their greatness rubs off on you?
How about the poo?

Don't usually do this but I though of all of you fellow Haikooks:

(...When you write a haiku, the masters from Matsuo Basho to Kobayashi Issa are also remembered, and your readers give a mental nod in their direction. Some of their excellence rubs off on your work, merely through you applying the discipline of the form.)

from M. Bijman:
https://sevencircumstances.com/poetry-and-lyrics/why-i-hate-poetry/

Time waits for no one-
its a damn good fooking thing
when times up- thats it.

I held open-door
She said "chivalry not dead"
Was thinking.. with head

Home depot or hell?
Wander around- can't find chit
Hell same--as depot-

Caveman rebellion:
Time to storm projection room
(Plato's Cave Act II)

there comes a time when
real life wins, no answer back
no more platos cave

i still get mad at
the critiques out there but you
know this...learn to code

censorship on line
the modern terror, gulags
empty headed skulls

move on from the plat
form that mocks thy content and
let then speak to void

And for no reason
People just started hugging
All over the world

I've said it before
You know I'll say it again
Cuntfart Cuntfart Cunt!

Remember the time
You took the axe from your trunk
Fun in the graveyard

Eagles hate the man
He emulates seagull style
Falls flat on his face

if iran is so far
away, and it could not get
away, oh wrong lyrics!

Meow and meow
Will anyone hear me now
Lost up in this tree?

Don't mind if I do
One person with junk of two
Give myself a screw

Intersectional
Cisgender-based buzz
Pure incoherence

Starkitten! Descend.
Come down off of that tree branch.
You are way too high.

Intoxicating
Fizzy Haiku Elixir
Don

Haiku will save us.
Haiku will defeat evil.
Count syllables. Yup.

Let the poems flow
Something for everyone here
Don't give up on it

The only reason
Haiku has been ridiculed
It's ridiculous

This wrinkly flesh rod
The patent holder is God
The Holy Boomstick

Dude. Whip that thing out
In five-seven-five haiku.
That's IT? What a joke.

Measure for measure
It's a national treasure
Designed for Pleasure

I pity da fool
Who thinks he's got a big tool
Mine is the longest

To never get past
membranes, glands, body fluids...
Pity that poet!

I dream of Jeanie
Now then, Did she menstruate?
Or Blink it away?

Mona Lisa smile
Barbara Walters lisping smile
Smile Vertically

Whatever you want
I guarantee you it's here
On this fine website

That Mona Walter
and Ayaan Hirsi Ali:
women for our age.

https://tinyurl.com/yd43zl24

https://tinyurl.com/ybrqeax9

Walk into the gloom
Yes, it's all waiting for you
You will blend right in

Ghosts are a problem
Like when they sit behind you
Making pottery

of course i do, who?
i used to chew, tobacco
now i dont do that

The Pope had to poop
Squishing would not work this time
Too late, shit his gown

Praying at the moon
Christian Werewolf here to serve
And play the oldies

Seems like you finally
Got that five-seven-five thing
down consistently