you know demons can
be both internal and they
can be literal

life gives you lemons,
you better make lemonade.
if demons, snort meth

another plot twist:
those demons that you're venting?
not demons, just you

and he who shags pigs
i do not think kosher laws
could cover the bill

san francisco eh?
its snow business like snow business
here in maineland

are there people who
never left bad haiku in
all these years, remained?

birthday in two days
will bake corona cake to
wash down the virus

I'm back now, after
witnessing vhs haikus
bad haikus indeed

looks like im going
to have to take authority
ver some demons here

eat yourself

I've eaten some dogs.
Canine meat tastes just like beef.
Like grandma's beef stew.

In all honesty,
I'd rather eat some humans.
Starting with poets.

Hoping things get bad.
Like violence without mercy.
I will feast on souls.

i saw snow outside
its april, i'm stuck inside
i look out again

dogs and cats being
eaten disturb me, i hate
but it is just so

Just now discovered
This well-done and insightful
Documentary:

https://youtu.be/Le_rfTdayLs

I was wrong. Sorry.
I just found out its real name:
CCP Virus.

China does not suck
Chicom sons of bitches sure do
If Chinese people

Had weapons right now
Maoist bastards would be toast
Count on it comrade

i dont like being
led down a path where a known
sociopath posts stuff

on here playing games
you only win if you dont play
that s the end of that

nothing so crude you
ignorant slut, herr pigg, i
argued politics

Good friend, vhs,
tell use about your revenge.
How did you do it?

Asking for a friend.
Plain good old fashioned murder.
I think that's the key.

Or burn them alive.
Torches and molten sugar.
Give the ants a treat.

Chineez, Japaneez,
Dirty knees, look at THESE (boing!)
(Then show your titties)

Here is my haiku.
My magnificent haiku:
"Ching Chong China SUCKS"

Globalists intend
To wreck our economy:
Corona excuse.

But seriously
Head of W.H.O.
Is Chinese puppet

Guys: don't shoot up drugs
Or drink too much of that scotch.
Just snort some Haiku

Just watched Lost in Space
About the man-hating queen.
Nasty feminist!

When I am in Maine
I enjoy some cold Moxie.
Gets my Moxie on.

I wonder if the
guy is going to call himself
Darth SkinwalkerFucker

oh and SKINWALKERS
in a haiku, will i do
battle with them soon?

i'm curious what
kind of scotch atheists drink
as to agnostics?

what sickens me is
at least for a while we can't
walk into empty

k marts

it's the wind up and
the catch, curve ball to center
field, dead guy talking

"vhs, moxie:
the twist is they're the same guy"
- m. night shyamalan

new england has a
lot of history to it
so that is valued

well i am he who
is moxie so, what's the deal
with airline food eh?

it is how the book
a clockwork orange ended
for real, HE was cured

all right but not by
going back to drencrom but
he just grew up, droogs

some of us when we
get older just want sweets and
move past the regrets

i got my hands in
so many fucking pies i
had meat for desert

the good thing is it
has evolved into real life
on line friendships eh?

I've switched to the
twitter thing so i can say
heckle liberals

after bugging the
hell out of bdsm
chatrooms, I'm back here

I'm waiting for the
putdowns, yes i'm game i did
smack a bitch one time...

i have an angle
a bit of protestant and
a bit of buddhist

so that's my mantra
this life is, then this life is
not, wabi sabi

some of us grow bored
with a certain kind of life
and become boring

that's ok with me

I went through my i
hate myself phase years ago
now i seek revenge

i heard about old
fear and loathing, mark dice said
some rumors of bad

nature behind the
man, criminal beyond bad
exploded ashes.

My daughter said that
if my sense of humore was
darker that it would

pick cotton.

The definition
of dork is a whale's cock.
Dork Lard is blubber!

Penile blubber.
Dolphins have prehensile cocks.
They're laughing at us.

I'm say to say that
I have never tried cocaine.
I want LSD.

Crusty underwear.
The world is falling apart.
Jesus, pass the meth!

Return of Dork Lard:
Tremble before his methane!
(Poetic methane.)