I don't want to see
the face of Darth Figpucker
... rather imagine.

Them good old poop stains
Splotched chair seats and fudge stripe sheets
Make yourself at home

Lord God Almighty
Are you remote viewing me?
You must be aroused!

Old saggy pink white nipples
shriveled up long sagging ball sac
small tiniest little tweezer prick that pays to get licked
ewe the fungus decay on the outer crust

duck tails woo hoo oo!

Ron Jeremy's dink
There's something to write about
It might not fit here

Hey Darth Figpucker
Where can we see your duck face?
Are you on Facebook?

There's a cool brand new
social media platform
called AssBook dot com.

Pressed against the glass
My rotund unwashed hind end
You won't unsee that

Bolt upright boner
Our organs mixed, orgasmic
Organization

My grandad does that
He said it jump starts his junk
Then he can diddle

You ever wake up at 3:00 am or thereabouts to take a leak and then write a quick haiku, only forgetting to take the piss and find yourself pissing your pajamas while sitting at the computer and then urine stream runs out to the cheap exposed wires under your $11259 VR computer and it forms a closed circuit b/w you and the computer and the shock gives you a boner and makes you lose bowel control?
Yeah, me too.
Kind of fun, isn't it?

Dating the doorknob?
Afrald of getting knocked up?
Ring Bell. Entry in rear.

Among the questions
Asked to those that I have fucked
Is it in this time?

A sad story
She knocked on his door for so long
He hid because he was afraid
When he did open up she was gone
No goodbye heard
No blame
The end

Good friend, severed head
Simulate cunnilingus
2 D batteries

Decapitation
Means that you can't suck my dick
So lets just be friends

That very same thing
Happened to my great grandpa
After the big war
His legs got blown off
Started itching like crazy
Grew two big ding dongs

I saw a tree that had been cut down
A branch grew from the stump
Makes me smile

Mathematics Man
When I hear that song by Heart
I think of your cock

Coffee can increase the blood flow by 30% and that's just the perfect thing for me to ingest. I will start jogging again, drink lots of coffee, take vitamin E. We can do this! Don't just think positive, think HIV positive!

How many Poptarts
could one buy with a 2 pence
numismatic coin?

Oh, and by the way,
it was nearly pure copper.
Rather valuable.

The largest coin in
circulation ever was
the UK 2 Pence.

That was way back in
1797.
And so now you know.

Diameter of
41 millimeters.
Weighed 56 grams.

I wanted to say
that I'm in love with your cunt.
The rest of you, no.

Honkler loves Haiku !
Clown World is Poetry World !
HONK HONK funny HONK !

5 men trapped in cave
Fake News. They were in wife's cunt.
Vagina Cavern

I once fucked a frog
In Calaveras County
Then he jumped away

Chickens eat some corn
Then you eat some KFC
Then you shit out corn

Eating a Pop Tart
Benny Mardones playing
Typical pervert

"Cigar fuck" reminds
me of Slick Willy and his
intern Monica.

You guys kick much ass.
So much wit and silliness.
Haiku breathed new life.

Old man cigar fuck
Moaning in the rooming house
Ball cheese bonanza

That was an awesome
cassowary limerick.
I'm craving colonel.

My favorite side?
I like corn with my chicken.
The Colonel's kernels.

swallowed it once
it was fun
then nut juiced all over
my brown wet juice...

Your limerick sucks eggs.
Too much sperm/bird imagery
and no metered flow . . .

Extra syllable
Contained in my last haiku
That was my penis

You saw me running by
Wearing a beige jogging suit
Actually, I'm nude

The question I fear
Having to ask someone is
Who bit my dick off?

who cares, the whole point
of net one was to just fucking
post away, care free....

And "hid" should read "his"
My beak is covered with jizz
From Darth Figpucker!

My cassowary friend in Nantucket
Liked to shit in a KFC bucket
Had no need for a urinal
He preferred the Colonel
He told all hid haters to "SUCK IT!"

There once was a man from Shit Town
Who often pulled his pants down
When they filled up with dung
And smelled like old mung
And his legs were all colored brown.

The poets hate me.
My wife and children hate me.
Everyone hates me.

So much confusion.
If we just logged in to post,
we'd know who was who.

I do not love you.
In fact, I think I hate you.
Imminent divorce.

I do not Target.
I do not even WalMart.
But maybe I should.

Gentle Starkitten
Bookish Caledonian--
what sayest thou, sweet?

Hark, a swarthy beast
Methinks I do behold here:
Signifying ape.

bothered much troll?