China will kill us.
China will kill the planet
for communism.

cup of coffee 7
pm, snow already? well
here we go again...

Devil Artemis
turned Perfect Cell into an
antihero with Kermit

yes, that frog.

the old man in the
corner of the website did
the best poem here.

we go off into
a tomb eventually
eat the scroll and speak.

we eat off china
made in china with other
things made in china.

China won’t kill us.
They need us for their demand.
Don’t worry too much.

Gas prices aren't high.
The population is high.
China will kill us.

Turkey is awesome.
I can eat it all day long.
Nap and eat some more.

ah, welcome back my
lovely bad poets, we have
a place again now

thanks Janis...seriously

Turkeys are stupid!
Look up in the rain and drown.
And those gay feathers.

Figgy Figsgiving
Fork over the puckered figs
Please, more gutter pigs

This is a test of
the haiku posting system.
This is just a test.

It's way past time, friend.
Hang them with their intestines.
Start with Zuckerberg.

Then China's Pooh Bear,
Biden, Obama, and Trump.
All commies and Cher.

It is almost time
To rise and judge our leaders
For all their warcrimes.

All non-haiku verse:
You shall regret your actions.
Admit to your crimes.

Everything has to stand for something and mean something. Abbreviated apocryphal acronyms acrobatically arbitrate arbitrary asinine augmented alphabetization.
FAITA
Fuck Acronyms In the Ass.

FIVE stand for Gospels.
SEVEN stands for Pleiades.
FIVE stands for flavors.

Old Japanese man:
You need botox injection,
Yes, you. In corner.

The Dancing Grannies:
All five of them was rayciss.
I'm Allah's vengeance.

The House of Gucci
Go ga-ga for some hoochee...
Lady G? Who she?

Hey Mister Chester:
Your mommy's a molester;
Hope they arrest her.

Chester you dumb bot.
Go swim in the Gambia.
Don't get your chip wet.

Excuse, that I can not participate now in discussion - it is very occupied. But I will return - I will necessarily write that I think on this question.

Waukesha Darrell:
His favorite Hendrix song is
"Crosstown Traffic". Yup.

One thousand dollars.
That's the price to kill someone
and then be set free.

Write some cutting verse.
Like about cutting yourself
You big old gay blade . . .

These rotten verses
even a dog will not eat
yet you devour.

May a large poodle
rape your nostrils while you sleep
in drunken slumber.

What a way to go.
Suffocated by dog spooge.
And single malt scotch.

Don't you get sick of
this five seven five bullshit?
It's so meaningless!

Had your little fun ?
Went through the whole alphabet?
Please don't start numbers...

This five seven five
shit is too arbitrary.
Fuck Basho's ash-ho.

a b c d e
f g h i j k l
m n o p q

r s t u v
w x y and z.
now I'll start again.

Zebadiah zaps
zipperhead zoophilia
zigzagging zebras.

Your yucky yarbles
yielding youthful yearnings
yellow yolk yogurt.

Xena's XXX
xenophobic xenomorph
x-rayed Xavier.

Wascawy wabbits
wound witless white warmongers
wearing women's wigs.

Very vacuous
vaginas vacuumed vacant
via vogue valve vents.

Ugly underwear
undulates under udders
utterly undone.

Tiny tits torn to
ten tantalizing tidbits
terrorize Tampa.

Oh please, just stop. Please!
Go back to bathroom humor . . .
anything else please.

Syllable slamming
snotty salamanders shy
Slyly sideways, Sam.

Rancid ribbed rubbers
ruined Ruth's ravioli
retrospectively.

Quietly question
queer queens queefing quirkily
quipping qubits.

Niggardly nasties
nip nine nifty nipples now
nullify nothing.

Pissing putrid puke,
prole puppies pound pink pussy
pomegranate pie.

Oh, ostrich ova
obscure omnivorous orbs'
odd oscillation.

Niggardly nasties
nip nine nifty nipples now
nullify nothingness.

Mister Megabyte
mastubates marsupials
milking mad mothers.

Your algorithm
or alliteration-bot
Is a great big bore.