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SEVENTEEN FEET TALL

Bad news for poets
Writing haiku kills brain cells
There goes my last one

If you wouldn't mind
Asking that lump you got there
I am free tonight

Let me get one in
Saturday sulphur payload
Right in the kisser

Heres your wake up call
BOOMBOOM! Farted in your face
Signed, God Almighty

Here

Like a telephone
I need to recharge at night
And that is God's job.

Tramadol is good.
I suppose God is happy.
He should do His job.

There's a lump down there.
I think it's an ingrown hair.
Had it for three year.

Sometimes it itches.
And it raps about bitches.
Wears drooping britches.

It's a new disease.
It's far worse than having fleas.
I asked it, "leave please".

It is here to stay.
I'm just glad that it's not gay.
What I'm tryn' to say.

About to drift off
Will I have another dream
About Gilligan?

Sleep like a baby
Air conditioner white noise
Use it all the time

aint no one gonna tell you what ya got to do to be better poet. Should you walk alone into the woods and live amongst wild boars with tremendous ding dongs?

ain

My insomnia
Is like a well-known old friend
who I truly hate

Some people have fun
And enjoy their lives on Earth
And some people don

Barry Manilow
Softly playing as we screw
Lost my erection

God wants you to be
Addicted to opioids
Write haiku instead

God wants you to be
Addicted to opioids
Write haiku instead

I think gay Jedi
would have black-light light sabers
for disco parties.

Star Wars themed Fleshlight.
Right when you ejaculate
it sizzles and pops.

If you could see me
Just stood up in a dab pose
Now I M waving

A Corned beef hand job
You know where this is headed
Fresh horseradish stand

hard long stiff huge thick
Rock bone dense flint bulk wow
Just for three seconds

The Gates of Heaven
When Darth Figpucker arrives:
You brought your Fleshlight?

Killed a mosquito.
I think I'll have some ice cream.
Except there is none.

Corned beef. I mean, wtf is that?! It's not corn, and I highly doubt that it's beef. Fucking Flippos and their synthetic foods made in China. Low life expectancy. But that's okay b/c of overpopulation and all that. Bad health habits, good for the world.

Jean Valjean's vagine.
Mor Misserable Transvestites.
Cross dressing Pierre.

It may sound corny
But it sure touches my heart
For us you shit self

YANG can kiss my ass
(Andrew Yang, cyber-darling)
Troll-promoted fake

CLEARANCE! NEW MARKDOWNS!
Gotta Make Room for NEW STOCK
Proprietor: GOD

I need a hobby.
Been considering painting.
With strange media.

Feces and Cheetos.
Paint portraits of Donald Trump.
Clear varnish seal.

That way it won't stink.
Shut down by health department.
Free speech pathogens.

Waiter! There's a cunt in my soup!

Ok... lets see. What other things could I want to do? Shoot people? See, smearing's not so bad. Ah, but seriously, anything that separates me from humanity. "He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man."

Darth I was with you
In your Rocky Horror rant
Until the smear part.

The scariest movie I've ever seen is the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Not that the movie itself is scary, but the strange insights into human nature by observing the audience and how they respond to cues makes you wonder if human beings really deserve to be on this planet. The act is not evil, nor vulgar, and in some cases is comedic, but the fact that it's just regurgitated lines over and over again every Saturday at midnight and that is enough for them to be entertained... That makes me just want to shit my drawers, reach down my backside and pull out a handful to smear all over the hood of the nearest parked police car. I don't know why.

I should go jogging.
That would piss off the old cunt.
She knows I crave death.

Prehistoric sloths
enjoy fine cunnilngus
and mulberry leaves.

Zen haiku toilet
paused work to flush the image
an homage to Darth

Wacky woke women
will wage war, wailing, without
warning. Why wonder?

Darth, I wanna know
what kind of coffin you want
for the great event.

Have you ever played
"Eenie Meanie Minie Moe"
with a millipede?

Ah, wise Starkitten.
Vitamin E thins the blood.
I think I'll take five.

Remember the time
You left the house with no pants
Won three legged race

Please do not die yet
You are my favorite poet
Take your vitamins

They had to chop mine
An aluminum chopper
Near the toilet bowl

50-ish. Yes.

One of my earliest memories is sitting backwards on the toilet so as to grab onto the tank and not fall in whilst pooping.

Sometimes I still do that.

Neck pain is back, indicative of brain bleeding starting again.

The jogging has worked! With any luck, I'll be dead soon. I'll let you know if I start to get numb on one side. Oh fun fun fun! It beats continuing on writing about farts and such. Imagine how peaceful it would be here.

Half a century
Based on my calculations
Just how old is Darth?

Do you know that guy
Passed out drunk on my staircase
Turns out it was me

Nude riding a swing
Haven t bathed in a fortnight
Supertuna Moon

Nude riding a swing
Haven