Oh hell, shitfire,
anonymous isn't cool.
My name is Nan. Hi!
by Anonymous Poet of Princeton, NJ
I can't speak for Mel
but mellie what say you, girl?
I'm non-committal.
by Miss Everything
Cappuccino, beau-
tibathtakemeaway from this
day of freaks and geeks.
by Anonymous Poet
Mellie?! It's obvious!
and saint #7550
wants it too, bad, oh!
by Miss Everything
that dream was too long
should have woken earlier
but it was so nice
by mellie
my mouth wide open
he slips in latex'd finger
and caresses my gums
by mellie, periodontist dream. what does this mean Moxie?
don't mock soft rock -- the
ghost of Karen Carpenter
will come to get you!
by 9thmoon of Seattle
weather is still hot
it is now over 90 degrees
glad I'm no snowman
by Cabal468 of Phoenix
I ate my cats food
it was crunchy and tasty
she now wants my steak
by Cabal468 of Phoenix
Smell the food I've bought
As I pull away, arrive here -
I'm one sandwich short!
Bastards!
by Priest
Empty drive through lane
Simple, elegant order
So where's my damn food?!
by Priest
Some people drive cars
Some people are cars too
You stupid go bot
by (B) of CoMo
The air is warm here
my balls are sweating madly
too close to the fan
by Cabal468 of Phoenix
all soft rock stations
seem to be called "warm" something
is that true by you?
by the fourth way of seattle
just goes to show you
mr. cenobyte, that if you
snoozeth you loseth
by the fourth way of seattle
gone for just three days
a thousand new bad haiku
so much bitterness...
by cenobyte of saskatoon
precision pissing-
I send out pale yellow darts
like a lawn sprinkler
by the fourth way of seattle
I'm deciphering
what it means to be human.
sifting through clay dust
by the fourth way of seattle
work makes me wish for
"repetitive injury"
then i could get comp
by cenobyte of saskatoon
today first of spring
yesterday it was snowing
stupid place to live
by cenobyte of saskatoon
today went quickly
no time to read bad haiku
one feels empty now
by cenobyte of saskatoon
D-N-A a strain
of good genetic coding
wasted upon me
by Saint
Things here are most bleak
questions arise as to why
I was ever born
by Saint
my bowels are torn
mexican food assaults them
with painful spices
by Drophammer
Priest and Saint are gone
I awake from my waiting
And attack with UNGH!
by Drophammer
Three Haikus for you!
I think I enjoy this shit.
Addicting it is!
by TekunoRobby of Miami
Do not play this game!
Doom makes people want to kill!
Stupid kids at school...
by TekunoRobby of Miami
Have you played the game
Chu Chu Rocket for the Dreamcast?
Cats and Mice are God!
by TekunoRobby of Miami
Art is very fun!
This poetic ridicule,
only makes us laugh.
by TekunoRobby of Miami
haiku was once art.
i make light of its simple
beauty. darn, oh well!
by Anonymous Poet
I see women 'round
I want to get to know them
and know their boobies.
by Saint
Gurgling, splurting
spattering slapping noises
Mustard is empty.
by Saint
When I start to think,
I begin to dream bad things.
Retards haunt my sleep...
by TekunoRobby of Miami
When I think my life
is horrible, I realize
that I could be Priest.
by Saint
Crapping on a soul?
How nice, is it possible?
I would like to try...
by TekunoRobby of Miami
I will see women
and wonder how long before
she would cheat on me?
by Saint
no motorcycle
I guess I am stuck with my
red razor scooter
by 9thmoon of Seattle
My bike screams for me.
And I will comfort it's soul.
Yes, later today.
by Saint
motorcycle is
calling me; thrilling to feel
the wind in my face
by 9thmoon of Seattle
I too joke Anon
When I thrust my blade through you
and crap on your soul.
by Saint
I am not joking,
a good punch to the face helps.
Then you can do "it"
by TekunoRobby of Miami
saint, priest and others
you know that i am joking?
i hope that you do
by Anonymous Poet
be gentlemanly
and gracious, girls will notice...
if you're not ugly
by Anonymous Poet
I post my e mail
my mailbox still sits empty
I will die alone
by Saint
Car speeding to lunch
All flanks are unprotected
For haiku assault.
by Priest
I have tried punching
I broke my hand and I cried.
Then she kicked my ass.-
by Saint
Hey Saint you should try,
a good punch in the girls face.
They will like you much!
by TekunoRobby of Miami
bad haiku lets me
express my innermost self:
kill my boss, kill him!
by Anonymous Poet
Like Neandertals
My social grace with women
lacks very much so
by Saint
Making games is fun!
I must be John Romero,
touch my long pony hair.
by TekunoRobby of Miami
