trash not valid the stench is in the air
can't stand it but its piled up back there

I run a tight ship here
Stick to the syllable count
No obscenities

Son of Sam poster
I ran home in the rainstorm
He didn't get me

Gots ta keep it FUN-KAY
Whooo! Know what I'm sayin' BAY-BAY
Well-well-well Child, YAAAS...

Step from the limo
'80s white tux, liquored up
Fie! Diarrhea!

Cops shining flashlight
Clandestine sloppy blow job
Outside the school dance

Smells like Parmesan
Or old ripped up movie seats
Clean up your act, hon.

Goddamn it, you cunt.
Don't smell my cock before you
suck it -- that's just rude!

Sky cries and earth thrives
Cycles like wheel propel to
Transcend emotion

A curious scene
Octopus raping a frog
But they look happy

Cephalopod wank
Humina humina oooooooooo
Foaming green frog slop

My dog is begging
He wants to send you email
Wants to air hump you

Reach for Spock's cock
huge emotionless phallus
Yes, this too shall pass

Let's make it happen.
I mean, why should we pretend?
Come on, lets do this!

When you tell stories
Pretend we sit on your knee
While you diddle us

Drinking bubble tea
reminds me of sucking cocks
of Yakuza thugs.

Sucking chunky slime
that has a coffee flavor
and makes you hyper.

Gay Jap "bath" houses.
Then go watch girls shit themselves
with squid up my ass.

Jesus Christ Commute
He jumps over the turnstile
Makes the train on time

Pissed on the third rail.
My testicles exploded.
Every tagger's fear.

Caroldonia!
Is that you, Mr. Adler?!
The shop class teacher?

Ah, I remember.
"Y'all screw around too much."
And Kenny got killed.

She made a dildo
from frozen fecal matter
she got from inmates.

And you think that's bad?
It made her cunt smell better.
Still tasted bad though.

Flowers appearing
New life is bursting in bloom
Spring is beautiful

Lighten my heart was the last thing she asked me...

Easter was a hard one for me as the day was passing

I often think of her many sorrows

Its why forgiving grows harder each and every tomorrow

Seems like overtime I try to here come more attacks.

Some call them lessons but I call that wack

I try to remember her smell her laugh

Although many tell me to move on from my past..

I didn't get to say goodbye. That hurts more than anything as the years go by.

I know she sees me and just wonder if she knows? That I love her more now than ever as I grow old.

Thank u for teaching me love and strength and thank u for those wise hard times

A mothers love is the best gift i don't regret nor hate.

Man, its a hot one
Beads of sweat pour off smooth balls
I sip bubble tea

Exorcisma Christos de demonae si clarim de pas? hahaha

Gathered flowers scent
Warmth of sun on my shoulders
Stuff bouquet in cunt

Hi everybody!
Heard there is nice Haiku here...
May I write one now?

Tobogganing down
Gripping the sides of my seat
Warm snowsuit. Cold shit.

Not so...therefore why worry?
I highly doubt this has been from his own eye little fly

And it degrades further
Soon it will be writing haiku on walls
With its own feces

Seems my boo is you...
Ghost with the most

Emotions like an empty abyss
Acknowledged none
Like piles of cow dung
Even the flies said goodbye

Release your pants now
Poultry fuckers marathon
Shit out your gizzards

Grenade of green gunk
Shooting out with a KERSPLUNK!
Down your throat SLAM DUNK

There s been fair warning
Explosive Diarrhea
Shrapnel of sphincter

There

The Hail Mary Pass
Lindbergh baby for pigskin
Goal post goosestep

I want to confess
I killed the Lindbergh baby
Not that Hauptmann guy

It?! Like the clown "It"?!
That was a stupid movie.
It's not worth watching.

Smegmacious poet
Cassowary spooge quill pen
I pity the fool

It

Latiffe I love u but shut up sometimes

Lol bored are we much?

Came for bad Haiku--
found out it was a portal
to Haiku Hades

Everyone CAN die.
Everyone WILL die.
No one CARES.

"get there"???
WTF R U on about now?
Jesus "shit shit shit shit fecal fart cunt cunt cunt cum period blood popsicle". That's YOU!
Dingleberry breath.

Pedophiles can die

What's more disgusting
than pedophile snuff porn?
Only bad haiku.

my children possessed
crazy thing tho they don't think that I can be as evil
but mercy is my name for the children so has the time for much evil? Now the thing is the pillow doesn't speak

please stfu no one cares f I wanted it that bad I would've went out of my way to get there

Unlike Sir Shitsalot, there are very few names I go by and I typically make it obvious. Cuntfart is FAR more obsessed with mookie stinks than I have ever been. I mean, every other poem is fecal this, turd that, shit here, shit there, fart fart fart. I mean, I'm not complaining. Good for him. Get it out! But, Christ almighty when he complains about shit and then writes about shit, it's like he has a split personality. Probably he's vhs just having a laugh. Fuck it, it's all just a stupid bunch of childish crap here anyway.

I fart in your cunt.
Then you cuntfart in my mouth.
Shitty tuna breath.

Colostomy bag
Mistaken for Lunchables
The High Noon Shootout