Bad Haiku
Horrible poetry for the digital age
28 Years, 67 Days and 77467 Haiku later...

king of my anthill
i realise the queen rules
that's antithesis
Haiku # 6706, March 14, 2001 6:33 pm ET
by ash
carpenter arrives
inflicting bad radio
the power tools scream
Haiku # 6705, March 14, 2001 6:19 pm ET
by ash
you see that planet?
i'm going to blow it up!
i'll use my laser
Haiku # 6704, March 14, 2001 6:13 pm ET
by thegrue of Cleveland, OH
Ray guns and Helmets
Of the Twenty Fourth And A
Half Century Beyond!
Haiku # 6703, March 14, 2001 6:11 pm ET
by Garik of Jersey
do not do it, luke.
don't kiss her. push her away!
she is your sister!
Haiku # 6702, March 14, 2001 6:07 pm ET
by thegrue of Cleveland, OH
Going, for the show, not
Realtime anymore, Error
Blue Screen of Death
Haiku # 6701, March 14, 2001 6:07 pm ET
by Garik of Jersey
resistance? futile.
i'm locutus. you will be
assimilated.
Haiku # 6700, March 14, 2001 6:06 pm ET
by thegrue of Cleveland, OH
luke, i'm your father.
join me. come to the dark side.
together, we'll rule.
Haiku # 6699, March 14, 2001 6:04 pm ET
by thegrue of Cleveland, OH
the final frontier:
space. these are our voyages.
boldly going, gone.
Haiku # 6698, March 14, 2001 6:01 pm ET
by thegrue of Cleveland, OH
IT will change every
aspect of our lives and bill
will make more money
Haiku # 6697, March 14, 2001 6:00 pm ET
by Anonymous Poet of austin
Let's change the subject.
Make all your haiku about
futuristic stuff
Haiku # 6696, March 14, 2001 5:41 pm ET
by The Fourth Way of seattle
Sixteen Pence One
See now its war, Today I
Feel Content Sir
Haiku # 6695, March 14, 2001 5:41 pm ET
by Garik of Jersey
Nicholson busts in
on Bud wazup guys and says
"YOU CAN'T HANDLE TRUTH!!!!"
Haiku # 6694, March 14, 2001 5:33 pm ET
by The Fourth Way of seattle
Watch Ellen Ripley
jump inside the loader and
whoop alien ass
Haiku # 6693, March 14, 2001 5:29 pm ET
by The Fourth Way of seattle
This is for 9th moon
who asked what the fourth way means.
It's after way three
Haiku # 6692, March 14, 2001 5:23 pm ET
by The Fourth Way of seattle
Thank you Omar
You are king lord master cool
Father my children
Haiku # 6691, March 14, 2001 5:17 pm ET
by Coolmar of Atlanta, GA
Roosters, Hens, and Chicks,
when they use their beaks to type,
do they hunt and peck?
Haiku # 6690, March 14, 2001 5:10 pm ET
by The Fourth Way of seattle
beads trickle
down along the floor
hopes broken
Haiku # 6689, March 14, 2001 5:09 pm ET
by redbeard
who, among us, sees
the way the fool sees the world
cheats: express check out
Haiku # 6688, March 14, 2001 5:05 pm ET
by mondongo of elsewhere
the future's made of
virtual insanity
says Jamiroquai
Haiku # 6687, March 14, 2001 4:59 pm ET
by The Fourth Way of seattle
Minesweeper High Score.
How deftly you elude me
Shit! here comes the boss!
Haiku # 6686, March 14, 2001 4:59 pm ET
by rambis
as always -
find a fun action;
beat to death.
Haiku # 6685, March 14, 2001 4:56 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
almost five eastern!
the time of resurrection!
cast off this desk-thorn
Haiku # 6684, March 14, 2001 4:55 pm ET
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
pens. pencils. stapler.
files. papers. paper clips. tape.
the clock is ticking.
Haiku # 6683, March 14, 2001 4:54 pm ET
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
4pm Central.
At last I shrug off work cares.
Dust behind me drifts.
Haiku # 6682, March 14, 2001 4:54 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
thank you janis
for electronic haven
from work disasters
Haiku # 6681, March 14, 2001 4:49 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
work is pain is home
i sleep through my days awake
this will never end
Haiku # 6680, March 14, 2001 4:48 pm ET
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
which is not to say
that a poop joke now and then
is beyond my reach
Haiku # 6679, March 14, 2001 4:48 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
vent holy despair;
work is much pain, but my home
is even more pain
Haiku # 6678, March 14, 2001 4:47 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
words cast into void;
sound of nonsense much better
than tone of my toughts.
Haiku # 6677, March 14, 2001 4:46 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
time shortens
my patience for work
agro boy
Haiku # 6676, March 14, 2001 4:45 pm ET
by redbeard
goo the pee hog, lick
on alen and Eve, then lick
the pus vents maget
Haiku # 6675, March 14, 2001 4:42 pm ET
by gr of ttpenisreed(
sun hides in grey wrap;
taunting, teasing, promising warm joy;
flowers die waiting
Haiku # 6674, March 14, 2001 4:42 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
friend lost badge at show;
when asked for whom she worked, said,
"Vivid Video"
Haiku # 6673, March 14, 2001 4:38 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
somewhere outside here
the sun sets steadily down
i won't see daylight
Haiku # 6672, March 14, 2001 4:38 pm ET
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
days do drift
time drags, mind drags too.
working now
Haiku # 6671, March 14, 2001 4:28 pm ET
by redbeard
my workday drifts by
rastered electronflicker
retinal delight
Haiku # 6670, March 14, 2001 4:02 pm ET
by mondongo of elsewhere
the day passes, lost.
think of all the time wasted;
love could have been made.
Haiku # 6669, March 14, 2001 3:42 pm ET
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
The seasons pass, lost.
Think of the time wasted here!
Work could be finished.
Haiku # 6668, March 14, 2001 3:34 pm ET
by oimoi of Boston
Thnak you, memepool com.
Once more web delight soothes me.
Lotus blossoms bloom soft.
Haiku # 6667, March 14, 2001 3:12 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
The Dow that can be
Shown is not the true Dow. Breathe.
Bite me, traderboy.
Haiku # 6666, March 14, 2001 3:09 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Overwrite dat.txt?
(Yes/No/All) . Who is it who asks
Overwrite the file?
Haiku # 6665, March 14, 2001 3:05 pm ET
by Anonymous Poet
Never wanted this.
I wished to be lumberjack.
Cool pine-scented air.
Haiku # 6664, March 14, 2001 3:04 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Once upon a time,
there was a fair Princess, whose
story won't fit here.
Haiku # 6663, March 14, 2001 3:02 pm ET
by oimoi of Boston
homicidal rage
ebbs with each short spasm here.
by 4, might be calm.
Haiku # 6662, March 14, 2001 3:01 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
creamy caramel,
crunchy crumbly cookie--twix!
it's all in the mix!
Haiku # 6661, March 14, 2001 2:57 pm ET
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
cow-orkers act odd.
stress drives ops crew to act out.
bitter lake winds blow.
Haiku # 6660, March 14, 2001 2:54 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
bitter tears splatter.
belief can only endure
first ten minutes each day.
Haiku # 6659, March 14, 2001 2:53 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Just what does that mean,
"The fourth way" -- I don't get it
Please explain to me?
Haiku # 6658, March 14, 2001 2:52 pm ET
by 9thmoon of Seattle
when my water's gone
i drink no more, i dry up,
i evaporate.
Haiku # 6657, March 14, 2001 2:50 pm ET
by thegrue of cleveland, oh
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