i'll kick your fuckin' ass
hit the button one more time,
and i'll shoot you in the foot.
by sophunique of houston
#$@*$
damn it...it's like i can't count
syllable problems
by the fourth way of seattle
I have now returned
no no my loyal people
no need to kiss my feet
by The Fourth Way of seattle
one more bad haiku
you got a problem with that?
i didn't think so
by VerbaLizer of NYC
I fear violence
saintly one. your broken hand's
what's worrying me
by mellie, can you keep it under control, Saint?
hey is cattitude
kind of feline attitude?
please explain, I say
by mellie
Gator will not leave.
To get rid of the Gator,
smash the computer.
by Nan of NJ
wanted weather bug
now i have this gator junk
marketing bastards
by Anonymous Poet of Austin
I too, wear leather
head to toe I am covered
I'm the man in black
by Saint - to Mellie
Haiku about poo
is tacky in the extreme
but majorly fun.
by Nan of NJ
It's a ninety nine
six hundred cc's - yellow
would you like a ride?
by Saint - to Mellie
writers of haiku :
see the button "clear the form" ?
press that one sometimes
by ash
life is far too short
we are all going to die
some almighty joke
by ash
beesting on my foot
pulstating local swelling
antihistamines
by ash
that killing machine
with serious cattitude
honed to a whisker
by ash
seriously guys
this is a waste of your life
go do something else
by bufz of Australia
Speaking of Christians
Do Baptists fuck standing up
Dancing cheek to cheek
by Bung Daddy
Poo is God's delight
Even Christians quietly
enjoy a good dump
by Bung Daddy
Sushi makes good poo
slides out nice, easy and slick
It makes happy bung
by Bung Daddy
My life is complete
when my bung sings a sad song
sweet baritone
by Bung Daddy
If I fart in the
woods and my wife doesn't smell it
then, does it still stink?
by Bung Daddy
I feel turds building
Waiting for morning coffee
to release a nice poo
by Bung Daddy
Once upon a time
Paver was master poet
now he just spanks it
by Bung Daddy
hey, is that thing red?
the honda, i mean, baby.
(I dont need the cash)
by mellie
got my leather on
I insist on a helmut
the head is precious
by mellie, for the saintly one
getting back to now
all the places around here
i have been away
by VerbaLizer of NYC
thrity five degrees
I still rode my bike tonight
and it comforts me
by Saint
perhaps I did speak
language of persuasion, next
I offer them money
by Saint
mailbox empty still
mel, miss made me sad maybe
my honda wants me
by Saint
forms are not my friends
i've accidentally not
submitted my name
by Mari Komadori
you have me all wrong
i'm the resident newbie
those were my first posts
by Anonymous Poet
A haiku newbie?
Moi? Haiku is my
middle name. Really.
by Nan of New Jersey
don't mind me, i'm just
as bad a writer as you
that's what we're here for
by Mari Komadori
someone save us all
we're stuck on this board with a
new haiku newbie
by Mari Komadori
mucho me gusta
ir al restaurante
yo tengo hambre
by 9thmoon of El Seattlo
woe is us my friends
four of us, thousands of lines
waste of cyberspace
by Pedro of Cali
te quiere un
haiku en espanol, si,
quatro camino?
by 9thmoon of Seattle
9thmoon says that you,
the fourth way, watch too much god-
damn television
by 9thmoon of Seattle
yep, i've got you babe,
i've got you babe. and know what?
i refuse to cher
by the fourth way of seattle
my love gives life birth
pain unfolds it's pretty thorns
red blood stains my hands
by Grog of Seattle
leave out capitals
and punctuation, still
i am no cummings
by Stang mk.1
four ways in spanish
is this my inquisition?
set my haiku free
by Pedro of California
Pedro, bad haiku
is like a good bowel movement --
pleasant for the soul.
by Nan of New Jersey
pedro in cali
how about a haiku treat
make one in spanish
by the fourth way of seattle
when haikus go bad
the earth groans a groan of pain
i can hear her now
by Pedro of California
A loan or a gift?
This is the pitiful plot
of all the "judge" shows
by the fourth way of seattle
biblical ink blots.
interpret rorshach, meshach
and abendego
by the fourth way of seattle
right here lies this man
convicted of bad writing
poor grog, rest in peace
by the fourth way of seattle
This addiction is
taking over my shattered life
leading me to ruin
by Grog of Seattle
