Colt single action
Click, click, click click, that spells Colt.
Hawg leg .44!

Used to ride the range
Many tenderfoot fops there
They did not know shit

But they thought they did
Can't tell a damn Cow from Sheep
Useless bastards all.

Rope your Haiku pard
Or get your Mom to do it
and get off my range.

None of us have range?
What, within haiku verse form?
You can kiss my range.

None of you have range
Same themes and same ideas
Not interesting

Okinawa girl
Skilled in the downward dawg pose
your so very cute!

In yer yoga pants
a nose in the camels tent
prayer mat of flesh.

Okie yoga girl
wanted to drink beer with Wong
Wong did not go there

Another mistake
Flexible, sexy,- big boobs.
Wong so very wrong..

Poki-haunt-us- wants
To take- steal, old Wong Lofan's
Billions of dollars!

Cram it fake Injun!
You can't take my silver, gold!
To give to no loads!

I donated my
Billions to the NRA
Just to pi$$ you off!

Holiday cheese ball
A makeshift dildo of sorts
The cheese stands alone

Sharp tangy cheddar
Atop your tart apple pie
Then you get the shits

Your lines of Blue Cheese
get old and stinky quite fast.
Move on to Cheddar.

When she did the splits,
and then stood up off her mat,
a line of blue cheese.

Wow. Miss Yoga-mat
You really can flex yourself.
How do you do it?

She's way spiritual.
I love Mistress Yoga-mat.
She's yogamatic!

Hail to Master Wong
Fighting Kommies with Haiku
Let Reds eat these lines

Omar the hate girl-
Hates our country to the bone,
Not worth-- a Haiku.

AOC one more!
Beer please- in a drunken world
Idjots like you- 'lady'

Rule the DNC
Bat chit crazy leftist kids
Buy all your bull $hit.

Bernie Bolshevik!
Demented Commie geezer
Flapping arms around

Like you want to fly
Back to Khrushchev's Moscow
Second Honey Moon??

Beto! wat the hell!?
I thought you were gonna take
My squirrel rifle?

Have another joint
and ride your fooking skate board
to the barber shop.

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.