Sudoku Haiku
Count one two three four five six
Seven eight and nine

Abu Bakr Al-
What's his face dies every year
Must be resilient

I have a huge cunt.
Of course it isn't my cunt.
I need an upgrade.

Ho Chi Minh, Nixon
Slow dancing in the moonlight
To Frank Sinatra

God the Father is Spirit, sperm is physical. Jesus is the offspring of King David through the patrilineal bloodline of his biological father Joseph: [2Tim 2;8] the greek word used for offspring here is spermatos. That's why he said "You just be born AGAIN" [John 3;6-7]. It is a spiritual birth.

The phrase "only begotten" as it occurs in greek is "monogene" which COULD mean "only begotten" if it did not conflict with scripture. David states in scripture that he had been begotten of God. [Ps 2;7]. Again, that was a spiritual birth. It is more likely that the word "mono" in that context was used to mean "one" or "single"

You're not His child, but you could be if you believe that Jesus Christ is the Messiah and repent from sin and the many abominations of your heart.

Holy sperm count low?
Did God only have one kid?
Aren't we his children?

Cattle carcass stench
Wafting in from slaughterhouse
Yup, I'll eat that shit

New Pope: Figpucker
Changes made to Vatican...
Just cosmetic ones

Ah, the uselessness . . .
the sheer USELESS uselessness:
useless Haiku verse.

Swoops in from above
Billionaire from big city
BAT- nope, Donald Trump

ivory fowl gaze
dandelion fetta creak
bramble mountain pie

Blue cheese and blow jobs
Faint tinkling of piano
A familiar tune

Pick a Christmas gift....
Knitted testicle cozy?
Consider it done

White supremacist
Means white guy likes the Supremes
more than Diana

welcome visitor:
"the aliens are coming
get inside quickly!"

****If you're gonna start the killing, you best start it right here. Make sure I'm all the way dead, because I'll come back and make you my bitch!

Gun, bow-and-arrow...
Why not land mines or grenades?
Make sure it's done right!

Just like McDonald's,
with every McFigpucker,
you get a free turd.

You don't need a gun
Why not a bow and arrow?
Just like Ted Nugent

Only joking Darth.
Of course we love the brilliance.
(Not so much the turds)

I can hardly wait!
Well, you know how to reach me.
Don't be a pussy.

Should I bring a cheese platter and imported beer? We can make a party of my execution. Stream it on FB and Twitter and YouTube... or maybe put it on Pay-Per-View. Think of the money you can make!

I'm going swimming.
There are turds in the ocean.
I swim right by them.

Post your home address.
I'll come over to your house.
Then you can shoot me.

It would pleasure me
To shoot you in your sick head
Like eating blue cheese

Home field advantage
Crucial for pooping pleasure
Agree completely

I poo in private
with a soft pressure bidet
for my tender bits.

Mirror on the floor.
I want to see my asshole.
Wow, that is nasty.

I shat a white turd
from eating too much blue cheese.
It looked like dog poo.

Talk to my ass, Darth.
That's your basic element:
Blue Cheese and Bathroom.

Talking to yourself
A million miles a minute
Bluetooth bag of wind

Trick or Treat my house.
Caramel covered blue cheese!
Made with pot butter.

HALLOWEEN, bitches!
Why aren't you trick or treating?
Candy for Satan!!!!

It's the rennet, dolt.
That bacterial rennet:
It's curdling your brain.

Towering phallus
The lighthouse keeper wanking
Moans like a foghorn

Thinks he's THE BIG CHEESE
a morsel of fromunda
Under the toadstool

A burning question:
Does Donald Trump eat blue cheese?
Or just orange cheddar.

Clunking and scraping
Experiencing boners
Robots masturbatr

I do not love you.
When I wake and see your face
I want to vomit.

High pressure puke spray.
Projectile chunks of blue cheese.
Like the Exorcist.

Call it a geyser.
Capt. Morgan's and Roquefort.
And it's all your fault.

Immersion blender
This time in the porto pot
Butt brownie batter

A Tri Delta smelt a
fart from my ass
wholly disgusted
and perturbed
by the disturbed
misbehavior of my
super-intelligent
sphincter that stinked her
out of the room
with a sonic BOOM!!!!
...or 2... or 3... or FOUR!
She slammed the damned
door like the plastic whore
she is.

You snooze, you lose
your shoes in the ooze.
She should not have drank
all that booze.

SPLAT!

That's a big problem.
A cheesy blue period.
Unless you're Smurfette.

Like Vincent van Gogh,
I've got my blue period.
I know, it's cheesy.

The specimen jar
Certainly looks like your poop
The smell is spot on

Wholly archetype,
Mandalas imply wholeness...
but are they HOLY?

Individuate!
Listen to your enema!
I mean . . . anima.

What the fuck is this?
Seriously I'm confused
What is this place for?

Forgot to haiku.
So haiku is now a verb.
'Cause I made it so.

I wonder if blue cheese can be made from goat milk. I need to learn how.

Yeah, but you think replacing an electron w/ a muon is going to have any effect other than possible destruction of the fullerene by energetic radioactive decay? I mean, what's the purpose of all that? Even it has some sort of quantum computing "significance" it's not practical and I'm really needing some gelatinous pork broth to slather all over my cock before masturbating to midgets pooping all morning long. Know what I mean?

Oh so that was you:
Perdeuterofullerane
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