Bad Haiku
Horrible poetry for the digital age
28 Years, 65 Days and 77462 Haiku later...

start your own website
considering locations
call it "grunge haiku"

taking that further
you deserve your own spinoff
to wit: "worse haiku"
Haiku # 7252, March 17, 2001 11:42 pm ET
by ash
make it more funny
make it more thought provoking
make it go away
Haiku # 7251, March 17, 2001 11:37 pm ET
by ash
indiscriminate
what they lack in quality
made up by volume
Haiku # 7250, March 17, 2001 11:33 pm ET
by ash
I am the Bull God
Respect my Authority
Where are you going?
Haiku # 7249, March 17, 2001 11:11 pm ET
by Anonymous Poet
It is Saint Pat's Day
Really think I should be drunk
Driving friends sucks
Haiku # 7248, March 17, 2001 11:05 pm ET
by Anonymous Poet
those airborne herpes
enlisted in the army
to shoot at you dicks
Haiku # 7247, March 17, 2001 11:03 pm ET
by the fourth way of seattle
Pus isn't that bad
You just have to close your eyes
Tastes good on a Ritz
Haiku # 7246, March 17, 2001 11:02 pm ET
by Punky Brewster of Michigan
Pink silver dollar
Jesus Christ they are bigger
Than my dinner plates!
Haiku # 7245, March 17, 2001 11:00 pm ET
by Punky Brewster of Michigan
sexy movies on...
lovin and kinky clothes, my
chaps stick and chapstick
Haiku # 7244, March 17, 2001 10:57 pm ET
by the fourth way of seattle
I had a cup cake
It was green with white frosting
Fuck St. Patrick's Day
Haiku # 7243, March 17, 2001 10:55 pm ET
by Punky Brewster of Michigan
Comin' down the stretch!
but not the way you're thinkin'---
They're horse whores, humpin!
Haiku # 7242, March 17, 2001 10:53 pm ET
by the fourth way of seattle
Pancakes are real good
My sister likes hers with snot
She is adopted
Haiku # 7241, March 17, 2001 10:49 pm ET
by Punky Brewster of Michigan
it aint no fable,
Father goose needs lovin too
Come here mother goose....
Haiku # 7240, March 17, 2001 10:46 pm ET
by the fourth way of seattle
If you braid it right
It's like Play Dough Factory
When I take a shit!
Haiku # 7239, March 17, 2001 10:44 pm ET
by Punky Brewster of Michigan
When I'm standing up,
ants like to repel down me
using navel lint
Haiku # 7238, March 17, 2001 10:42 pm ET
by the fourth way of seattle
Rock, Paper, Scissors
Fuck you! Damn it all to hell
Why did I pick Rock
Haiku # 7237, March 17, 2001 10:42 pm ET
by Punky Brewster of Michigan
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah fuck you
Haiku # 7236, March 17, 2001 10:41 pm ET
by Pat N. of Red Deer
Walmart is real big.
I went in there one time and
got lost in housewares
Haiku # 7235, March 17, 2001 10:40 pm ET
by The Fourth Way of seattle
Man I need a drink
Because it is St. Pat's Day
And my name is Pat
Haiku # 7234, March 17, 2001 10:37 pm ET
by Pat N. of Red Deer
campy railer bitch
would have nailed him, too, had I
not just exploded
Haiku # 7233, March 17, 2001 10:36 pm ET
by stack riot
I got a gold chain
My Mr. T Starter Kit
Santa must like me
Haiku # 7232, March 17, 2001 10:36 pm ET
by Punky Brewster of Michigan
Silly gibbled turkey
Timmy loved you like a friend
He called you "Gobbles!!!"
Haiku # 7231, March 17, 2001 10:35 pm ET
by Pat N. of Red Deer
Crud between my toes.
Lick it? no. Spread it on bread
with peanut butter!!
Haiku # 7230, March 17, 2001 10:32 pm ET
by The Fourth Way of seattle
Give me the salt please
I need to kill this bastard
Snails are good to eat
Haiku # 7229, March 17, 2001 10:30 pm ET
by Punky Brewster of Michigan
Lush, fresh, bright green grass
Lay down on it, or smoke it
Lush, fresh, bright green grass
Haiku # 7228, March 17, 2001 10:29 pm ET
by Pat N. of Red Deer
I have a rocket
powered bottom and i shoot
crap and crack the john
Haiku # 7227, March 17, 2001 10:27 pm ET
by The Fourth Way of seattle
Dirty stank ass hos
Why do they look like your mom?
Man they frighten me
Haiku # 7226, March 17, 2001 10:26 pm ET
by Pat of Canada
You is such a ho
I ought to back kick you in
The teeth...yous a ho
Haiku # 7225, March 17, 2001 10:17 pm ET
by Pat N. of Red Deer, Ab, Canada
perception of red
a figment of diseased minds
I'm gonna be sick
Haiku # 7224, March 17, 2001 10:15 pm ET
by stack riot
dough white 'cracker'
from red deer 'is it red dear?';
light my fart alberta
Haiku # 7223, March 17, 2001 10:11 pm ET
by oh YA you're a homeboy
like a cat. tied to
a stick. that's driven into
frozen winter shit.
Haiku # 7222, March 17, 2001 10:09 pm ET
by stack riot
bullshit jack!! they are
chained by their genes they must
return to mama
Haiku # 7221, March 17, 2001 10:07 pm ET
by Anonymous Poet
"What The Fuck?" Cam'ra
For those "What The Fuck!!!" moments
Cah-leeck!!! WHAT THE FUCK!?!
Haiku # 7220, March 17, 2001 10:07 pm ET
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
Haiku # 7219, March 17, 2001 10:05 pm ET
by Pat N. of Red Deer, AB, Canada
I do not know why
my lips are so goddamned dry
I need chapstick 'ere
Haiku # 7218, March 17, 2001 10:02 pm ET
by yah man of Boston
Chupracabra: the
syllables flow smoothly, like
innards from a goat.
Haiku # 7217, March 17, 2001 9:47 pm ET
by Anonymous Poet of Navarro, CA
turkey, chicken, ham
it is very good to eat.
eat that turkey up.
Haiku # 7216, March 17, 2001 8:40 pm ET
by precurser
worker bees can leave
even drones can fly away
the queen is their slave
Haiku # 7215, March 17, 2001 8:20 pm ET
by Jack of Here
potato salad
polyester leisure suit
i can roll in both
Haiku # 7214, March 17, 2001 8:19 pm ET
by Jack of Here
children will laugh, cry
Haiku # 7213, March 17, 2001 8:18 pm ET
by Jack of Here
depression is not
very nice if you're in space,
you might burst - kersplat!
Haiku # 7212, March 17, 2001 6:39 pm ET
by Phil
Do donkeys eat crisps?
Using their hooves like man's hands?
Am I a donkey?
Haiku # 7211, March 17, 2001 6:21 pm ET
by Phil
My trousers hurt me.
Is it because they want to?
What have I done to them?
Haiku # 7210, March 17, 2001 6:11 pm ET
by Phil
Golden is the dawn
Warm bodies twist in damp sheets
I wake beside you
Haiku # 7209, March 17, 2001 6:10 pm ET
by D of dublin
Nagging pain in hole,
My piles demand I obtain,
Preparation H.
Haiku # 7208, March 17, 2001 6:08 pm ET
by loki of under the cleanroom
Jokingly I laughed,
While knowing perfectly well
That my face was broken.
Haiku # 7207, March 17, 2001 6:08 pm ET
by Phil
The tourists wonder
The streets look really empty
Epidemic Land
Haiku # 7206, March 17, 2001 6:08 pm ET
by bary of Dublin
There is no parade
It's the Foot and Mouth Disease
I'm drunk anyway
Haiku # 7205, March 17, 2001 6:06 pm ET
by Bary of Dublin
i am going to
kick your ass so hard that you
will go flying far.
Haiku # 7204, March 17, 2001 5:22 pm ET
by Josh Delman of New York
I got up and went
nowhere in particular
just drifting along
Haiku # 7203, March 17, 2001 4:50 pm ET
by mellie, Hey Matt
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