Ah done gone too far.
Dear Clem: I done hanged myself,
Then wrote this HAIKU.
by Appalachian Insight of Beyond the GRAVE
Tremble before us;
We are milquetoast extremists.
Presbyterians.
by John KNOX of Scot-free
Righty-ho, guv'nor
It's boxing day now innit?
So think outside the--
by Brit Ran Out of Syllables
sing it yet again
happy birthday to jesus
so many candles
by ash of hope he's wishing for peace in the middle east
The Christmas light are
On no one is home, here we
Go again....auuugghhhh!
by Mox
Rejoice, Thomas B.
With all the heavenly host.
(And zip that thing up.)
by Jose Maria Jesus of Peaceful Bethlehem... ahem
Can't say I've missed you
But,once more, for old times sake,
Tom Bosley's penis
by Whirled Traveler
Nothing but nervous
Wreck, not so much, the wave goes
Crashes, then goes out
by Mox
ain't got no corn pone
but i got me some toe jam
and some sweet poontang
by ash of bone appetit
Top news sites for guest;
More Google links and spreadsheets...
The usual shit.
by Boring Bot Invaders of SPread sHeeTs
Your schizophrenia
Does not mean you are plural
Nor a collective.
by Sero Tonin of Laser-focused Singularity
Well howdy thar y'all.
Jest wundrin' about something...
Got any corn-pone?
by Hungry Haiku Poet of The Ozarks
if you're a psychic
why did i write this haiku
and what does it mean?
by ash of prescient deja vu
now it all makes sense
the planet is bipolar
it's a mad mad world
by ash of stop taking the lithium
que sera sera
whatever will be will be
the future's not ours
by ash of boomer insouciance
They have your mind now
subliminal whispers to
"Support Big Fart Spray"
by Betty LeBomb
A can of fart spray
For everyone on your list
Bottled at the source
by St. Stinkyass of Nether Regions
Corporate Christmas:
Purchase things that no one needs.
(Now shut up and BUY)
by Sales Statistics of Saturnalia 2023
ho ho fucking ho
'tis the season so they say
but no one's jolly
by ash of nearer the south pole
The lights are on but
Christmas, anyone at home
Oh shit, a paint can.
Thump... home alone
by Vhs
Fuck Allen Dulles.
Fuck the Pentagon warlords.
GOD will judge their souls.
by The God You Deny of EXCUSES
hit not on minors
sublimate profane urges
and grind on midgets
by ash of politically only slightly less incorrect
Please ban this website
We must protect the children
From the groomer life
by Mom's for Liverty of Loosing elections left and right
Now gentlemen, please...
You verse is stench on the breeze:
excretory sleaze.
by Poot McPooter of Outhouse In-crowd
When a deer goes poo
He looks like a kangaroo
Ash, could it be you?
by Noticer of Thunder Down Under
you left me behind
in continent down under
wide brown land for me
by ash of my country
Skidmark down under
Under where? Under where?
There!
(Wrecked another chair)
by Can’t reach to wipe my Ash of Smelly Arthritis
Shit, shat or shitted,
Foul crime was still committed;
Darth benefited.
by Wm. Shatner of Future Tense
who shat in my pants?
someone is responsible
for such an outrage
by ash of crossing denial
I gaze across the
Snow-dusted field. Can’t help but
Wonder who farted.
by Blueclef of Hinterlands
I like sandwiches
Having form,but versatile
Kind of like haiku
by Doobie Brother of China Grove
Let us now give thanks
for geriatric warmongers.
Yes. Let us give thanks.
by Pentagon Turkeys of Unpardoned
If and when drow show
Up in Miami damn good
Sunscreen was just sold
by Mox
copyleft is right
you wouldn't steal a haiku
but you can share it
by ash of up yer arts
twelve hundred baud rate
nostalgia ain't what it was
back in the old days
by ash of off yer dial
the old internet
had a lot more soul to it.
it was way cooler.
by Brent of Brentwood, TN
so many unchecked
advertising links on here.
is the admin dead?
by Brent of Brentwood, TN
among us sussy
imposter syndrome is real
fortnite testicles
by Brent of Brentwood, TN
value the donald
topped with that orange meringue
a worthy half crown
by ash of generous at two bits
More arms deals please, mom.
I wanna get a new war.
Please mommy oh PLEASE?
by Pentagon Brat of Military Matriarchy
RINO Cuckery
Watching the snake eat itself
Sad, but expected.
by Anonymous Poet
Pre-diabetic:
Our nation in a stupor.
(Government sugar.)
by Coma of RINO Cuckery
thermal memories
adiabatic lapses
perfectly condensed
by ash of higher altitudes
Giant marshmallows
Of the fluffy armada
Clouding up my day
by Ivica of Canada
final solutions
no wars on a dead planet
peace to all mankind
by ash of and womankind and lgbti+kind
let god sort 'em out
but then it's down to which god
and by what dispatch
by ash of dust to dust
Let those cousins kill
and get rid of each other.
Then we might have peace.
by Isaac/Ishmael of Abraham
false advertising
because a century on
yet war never ends
by ash of someone else's pogrom
age doth weary me
and there's less i remember
like lest we forget
by ash of the end of the war to end all wars
Chicks. They hatch from eggs.
Rachel Levine is a man.
Grandma has a cock.
by Hex of the Funhouse
