coffee! cheese! crackers!
cookies! confections! chowder!
criminality!
by thegrue of down the river from hola
return is not tab
one takes you to a new box
the other is dumb
by thegrue of down the path from hola
by thegrue of down the pike from hola
Good haiku--can't find
any around this godfor
saken place--feh! Pft!
by hola of down the hall from thegrue
good haiku, OY VEY
squirts out from my parker 51
rainbow concept flow
by mondongo of volkswagon bus
I just don't get it
Why do we write bad haikus?
Must be the pretzels
by Metamorph of Commack
always hit return.
it screws everything up if
you dont hit return.
by greenlight, sorry
i once knew a really great guy, and he had red hair but not like the normal red hair people normally have his hair was red because it was on fire and i just wanted to tell you even though i couldnt condense it into 5-7-5 thank you
by greenlight the almost adequate
i've gotta go now
Here-read my toe tag: it says
"he overhaikued"
by the Fourth Way of seattle
caffeine -- nectar o'
the gods, day or night, coffee
or cola.. 'sall good
by hola of down the hall from thegrue
GO TO YELLOW 5
DOT COM FOR HAPPINESS AND
MUCH PENGUINS. WUGGA!
by GREENLIGHT
well evidently
the best part of waking up
is drinking coffee
by the fourth way of seattle
when the foreign man
said, "she makes good sex, she does,
she is now my wife".
by greenlight, hand on bearded chin
caffeine caffeine caf
feine caffeine caffeine caffeine
caffeine caffeine caf
by hola of down the hall from thegrue
You guys are funny
I'm addicted to your site
Please post more haiku's!
by TurnipGreen
Swedish runners bolt
towards the border, heading
for the Finnish line
by The Fourth Way of seattle
my coworkers are
talking in chit-chat circles,
i write the haiku
by greenlight, prolific sergeant
clock, you tick slowly.
clock, odd spoked broken wheel, you
pull my day apart.
by greenlight, newly relaxed
fark dot com, do fark
they have news, many boobies
submit to fark now!
by hola of down the gutter from thegrue
say not for who the
rule drools, ghouls. your stools drools, fools:
for whom there're no rules.
by boo
English majors rule
Why else would they offer those
classes in snob'ry?
by hola of down the hall from thegrue
english majors rule.
all the others? they do drool.
see ya back in school.
by thegrue of down the hall from hola
submit no haiku
before it's time - look for the
monkey that you shine.
by boo
elitist great minds
patterns of thought travel paths
equal, same, alike
by thegrue, with prompting from hola of down the hall from hola
Boo, you are very
wrong, E A Poe's raven used
to "quoth, Nevermore!"
by hola of down the hall from thegrue
pardon empty lines
i hit return much too soon
so sweet and so cold
by thegrue of down the hall from hola
robert smith sings song
of joy at end of the week:
Friday I'm In Love
by thegrue of down the hall from hola
radio! the knobs
have all fallen! the button
won't respond! alas!
by greenlight, now personally to the fourth way, apparently
cheaper than e-mail,
and takes less thought than a slap
back up side the head
by boo
by robert smith sings song
when all else goes wrong
there can only be one way
to solve problems: beer.
by thegrue of down the hall from hola
boring each other?
boring here, loving it; quoth
raven, "nothing more!"
by boo
b-naked ladies
sing song of fulfilling joy
title: Alcohol
by hola of down the hall from thegrue
greenlight, i give you
the uh...well.. um...the greenlight
--turn on the radio
by the fourth way of seattle
victimization
pretended victims
underfoot to brag you bang
fall guy's fantasy
by boo
monsters under bed
good old-fashioned nightmare fuel
they're in the closet
by hola of down the hall from thegrue
the fourth way, i must
tell you, that's the only song
whose lyrics i know.
by greenlight, fascinated
green, red, white, yellow.
moutain dew. joyful liquid.
save me from fatigue.
by thegrue of down the hall from hola
I am glad YOUR lives
are worthless and I don't need
to know all you are.
by boo
i'm going to hit you
baby, quite a few more times.
NO britney spears please!
by the fourth way of seattle
fat chick lures you in,
moves towards you with a smile
then the lights go out
by The Fourth Way of seattle
fat chick lures you in,
moves towards you with a smile
then the lights go out
by The Fourth Way of seattle
my loneliness is
killing me. i must confess,
i still belee-eeve
by greenlight person
sell me crapola
tell mm more and more crapola
corporate dogrell
by boo
not the slightest of
mind to get to the toilet
"Call of the Colon"
by boo
red, white, blue, diet
pepsi can sits on my desk
shiny cold yummy
by hola of down the hall from thegrue
fat chick, short red dress
winking provocatively
i follow, zombie-like
by mondongo of in your mind
time for poop baseball.
I try not to run but get
caught in a squeeze play
by The Fourth Way of Seattle
read -READ!- what you don't
have the nerve to throw out! WHAT
no one wants to read!!
by boo
