like a cat. tied to
a stick. that's driven into
frozen winter shit.
by stack riot
bullshit jack!! they are
chained by their genes they must
return to mama
by Anonymous Poet
"What The Fuck?" Cam'ra
For those "What The Fuck!!!" moments
Cah-leeck!!! WHAT THE FUCK!?!
by Pat N. of Red Deer, AB, Canada
Guess what I found out?
Your mom spends her dough on crack
You mom's a crackho
by Pat N. of Red Deer, AB, Canada
I do not know why
my lips are so goddamned dry
I need chapstick 'ere
by yah man of Boston
Chupracabra: the
syllables flow smoothly, like
innards from a goat.
by Anonymous Poet of Navarro, CA
turkey, chicken, ham
it is very good to eat.
eat that turkey up.
by precurser
worker bees can leave
even drones can fly away
the queen is their slave
by Jack of Here
potato salad
polyester leisure suit
i can roll in both
by Jack of Here
children will laugh, cry
by Jack of Here
depression is not
very nice if you're in space,
you might burst - kersplat!
by Phil
Do donkeys eat crisps?
Using their hooves like man's hands?
Am I a donkey?
by Phil
My trousers hurt me.
Is it because they want to?
What have I done to them?
by Phil
Golden is the dawn
Warm bodies twist in damp sheets
I wake beside you
by D of dublin
Nagging pain in hole,
My piles demand I obtain,
Preparation H.
by loki of under the cleanroom
Jokingly I laughed,
While knowing perfectly well
That my face was broken.
by Phil
The tourists wonder
The streets look really empty
Epidemic Land
by bary of Dublin
There is no parade
It's the Foot and Mouth Disease
I'm drunk anyway
by Bary of Dublin
i am going to
kick your ass so hard that you
will go flying far.
by Josh Delman of New York
I got up and went
nowhere in particular
just drifting along
by mellie, Hey Matt
sleepy Sunday sex
sizzling bacon squeezing juice
another hot day
by mellie
the weekend seems to
be a slow haiku time so
I'll submit no more
by hola of NOT DRINKING YET
I'm such a loser
I missed the parade because
I'm such a loser
by hola of at the library! Cool!
fresh out of batt'ries
but we're still making noise make-
ing noi-oi-oi-oise
by Anonymous Poet
dial-up to connect
with the internet is not
good. Cable's better.
by hola of here..right here
Goin to the pa-
rade to hang out with all the
other drunken fools
by hola of down the pike from thegrue
Tis St. patty's Day
I am not drunk yet, but plan
on it later.. beer
by hola of home, the same city as thegrue
if i had a horse
i would not be writing these.
t'is good there's no horse!
by thegrue of away
composition's hard.
but not as hard as waking
up in the morning.
by thegrue of a desk
addiction's cold hand
leads me to desire cocaine--
safer than haiku!
by thegrue of here
robert smith, the cure.
inspiration for better
poetry than this.
by thegrue of somewhere around the bend
saturday morning.
we must all turn towards life
occasionally.
by thegrue of saturday
saturday morning
and i am not drunk. t'is sad.
tragedy, indeed.
by thegrue of in the same city as hola
saturday morning
i need so much damn coffee
to open my eyes
by VerbaLizer of NYC
Slartibartfast
They'll always out do me
And thank God, some of
these poems are damn fun!
by Moxie of seriously
Intensity long distance run around
came around saw nothing
nothing is satan
by Moxie
This place is funny
Someone called themselves thegrue
Funny like burning
by Jarvitron of of MANCHUA
I drive a Corvair
Because it was very cheap
But I don't get laid
by Jarvitron of of MANCHUA
You smell like cabbage
That's been rotting for a week
In a perfume store
by Jarvitron of of MANCHUA
I am pait well but
My job is unrewarding
And somehow this is
by Jarvitron of of MANCHUA
My bladder pressure
So high after eight Keystones
I chip porcelain
by Jarvitron of of MANCHUA
Coworker respect
is hard to retain after
sleeping through your shift
by Jarvitron of of MANCHUA
Let the doggie out!
A penny sticks to my foot
Lucky, lucky, me.
by Mary N. of Richmond, Va
Where the hell are ya?
Where the hell have I been too?
Too many places.
by Matt for Mellie of Bali
Gallbladder puffs up
Pain is exquisitly harsh
Thank you, vicodin!
by Brett of Vicodin Land
