Sat broken hearted
Waiting for the poop to fall
Drops stick in my crack.
by katongking of Sg
i am just yapping
to seventy seven k
victory awaits me
by oblongpeepee of sg
i often ponder
if i should quit on grammar
me choosed correct yay
by oblongpeepee of sg
Inspiration gone
Imagination sucked dry
Waiting for the rain
by katongking of Sg
pee always be like
no rush take your time ill wait
a sudden puddle
by oblongpeepee
I have to confess
Oblongpeepee's my daughter
She has my talents.
by katongking of Sg
House is filled with kids
Each one insufferable
Do I deserve this?
by katongking of Sg
A target awaits
Seventy seven thousand
As I churn them out.
by katongking of Sg
i spy a tissue
in the corner of my eye
this is concerning
by oblongpeepee
haikus for the soul
are written while i take poops
very satisfied
by oblongpeepee
darkest poetry
total eclipse of the art
as i moon the sun
by ash of pressed ham, anyone?
darkness of my soul
eats me alive as it eats
as I cry and cry
by darkness master of the void
two thousand years on
middle eastern clusterfuck
continues to grind
by ash of let god sort 'em out, but very slowly
The haiku-demons
They return, to possess me
No-- not THAT . . . no-- AIEEE !!!!!
by Lyrical Frothings of Convulsive Spasmodic Creation
My haiku power
Shall blacken their dread hour;
Worldlings shall cower.
by All-knowing Omnipotence of Magnificence
It shall be released
From the Pit of all Darkness:
The miasma-cloud.
by Blackness of Egyptian Night
It's a sign, oh Lord:
Yea, the SUN shall be darkened...
And Darth shall break wind.
by Astronomical Comical of Gastronomical
All living creatures
Simultaneously fart
blocking the sun’s rays
by Noticer of Flatulations 24:07 Trump Bible
Madame Blavatsky
Bought herself a vibrator...
Sophistry spasmed.
by Veil of Isis Removed
Le Bomb was set up
And the era still goes on
Such a long ash time
by Betty LeBomb of Haiku-ville
Grasping my dark spud;
The earth full of life and light--
Have you seen my hands?!
by Mr. Potato Head, Lord and King of Chatbots
Grasping the dark earth
My hands full of light and life
Have you seen my spuds?!
by Griffin of Nuneaton
We control your base
Your Easter belong to us.
Now we make the spring.
by But Not Downundah
set us up le bomb
the messiah are belong
shining bright above
by ash of holy wood
Hen was a rooster.
Rooster went looking for chicks.
Cock has a grandma.
by Happy Hen-house of Fox News Inc.
It has arisen!
on the most holiest day
grandma has a cock
by Betty LeBomb
Christ is indeed KING.
And Israel is not special.
Let the tables turn.
by Another Ex-zionist Who is Sick of it All
Christ is King these say
We can't say but who are they
Happy Easter, fam
by Mox
Thanks, +
by Frbetler of Romania
Easter is coming...
But every day is "Easter".
(Kiss my Christian ass).
by Forgive Me, Lord of Heaven Above
lucky break, sinners
all god's eggs in one basket
shelling out for us
by ash of what's so good about that friday from jesus' point of view?
Why did I write this?
Why did Grandma poop right there?
Why did you read this?
by Vinnie in real life of Fairless hills
Waiting for strangers
I should be doing homework
They are really late
by Still Waiting of The welcome center
Combine the two words:
Domination/Submission.
They spell DOMITIAN.
by CAPITALS of Flavian Dynasty
history on repeat
the modern caligula
reveres clothes horses
by ash
Dawn. Sunconsciously
I face the rising new day
Solar haiku. Light.
by Sunny of One So True
Nintendo dreamer
I see tetris pieces come
Down sunconciously
by Vhs
Nihilists unite!
Nothing is really something
That's worth defending.
by Eternal Recurrence of Revaluation
whiff of déjà vu
olfactory aide-mémoire
asparagus pee
by ash of that too shall pass
pathetic AI
cannot count to seventeen
wetware pulls the plug
by ash of power from the people
Dirigo, ergo--
To the beano I must go...
Ayuh: WICKED good.
by Old Guy Puttering Around the Barn of Downeast
Ah we drink to the
Bittersweet root of my state
Dirigo again
by Moxie
aww fuck jesus christ
who left this shit out like fuck
my fucking foot fuck
by guy who stepped on an exposed, rusty nail of how the hell should I know, I don't work construction
tasty corn tasty
tasty corn tasty corn mmm
tasty tasty corn
by husky the poet of Canadian Arkansaw
Grizzly bear hunched low
Punxsutawney Phil beats off
Around the corner..Spring
by Noticer of Details
Moxie is a drink
Containing gentian root.
Old Maine recipe.
by Orange Can of Ayuh Finestkind
Kenneth anger and
Supercaliwhatthefug
Kenneth Copeland, hell!
by Mox
Kenneth Copeland has
Even come to this platform
Revelations blast!
by Mox
olusturan bir
piyangolar, magaza...
What the Hell you mean?
by Speak Engrish or Fuck Off of Arguing with Bots
I have been surfing.
Pretty worth enough for me.
Here is my website:
by Dumb-ass Bot of Intertoobes
