Japan's phallus-fest:
A "members-only" affair...
(those in good standing).
by Hard to Watch of Kanamara
Magnificent spring!
Breaking forth of fresh green buds;
Mighty breaking wind...
by Windbreakers on Sale of All Major Brands
Keep your lubricant.
Get your fingers off my butt,
Haiku deviant.
by Digital Dimwit of Your Mother
Robinson Crusoe
Taught the Gospel to Friday
Saturday, Sunday
by Ibn Batuta of Stranded
Pimple on your butt.
Under my bold fingertip
now lubricant film.
by Julian H
Sing of Singapore:
Great Malay peninsula!
The lion City.
by Kaching Chong of Ch
Sorry, dear readers
Nicole B. was not "bludgeoned",
but haikued to death.
by Serious Syllabic Retribution For Misjustice of Carriage
Gentle spring blossoms
After the midnight showers;
Then Nicole's stab wounds.
by Oriental Esthetics of Murder
OJ threw pigskin!
OJ bludgeoned his girlfriend!
OJ had square jaw!
by Oh Jay can you Jee by the Jawn's Early Light
It's POETRY MONTH!
Let us compose some verses
Worthy of curses.
by Blessed Wellsprings of Inspiration from the Muses
That dead Orange Juice...
Good riddance to bad rubbish.
OJ got squeezed out.
by Fresh Nicole Nectar of Slick Attorneys Club
O J Simpson dead
Great football player for sure
Terrible human
by Anonymous Poet
I see the name mox
the past of periphery
stumbles into view
by Janis of Tide's ceaseless return
A shadow lover
Chasing eclipses with friends
Clouds swallow the sky
by Anonymous Poet
when you insult it
poetry is nonchalant
because it's so bad
by ash of you know it
Poetry is lame.
I'm so sick of poetry.
Above all, haiku.
by Mr. Negative of Basho Sucks so do the others. So boring.
I keep forgetting
This place exists and it may
Long after,I'm gone
by Mox
It's the worst cocktail
It's embarrassing to be
Associated.
by katongking of Sg
I'll have you know that
The Singapore Sling is bad
Don't waste your money.
by katongking of Sg
My haiku found you.
The words now enter your soul
And I possess you.
by But you are worth it of all the readers in the universe
Roses they are red
Violets they tend to be blue
Sugar is sweet--damn.
by Give Me Back My Syllable
Time ta git DOWN. Unh.
Time ta move yo haiku THANG.
Oh yes child. Woo woo...
by 1970s Funk gets hold of that HAIKU BEAT, hah!
A Singapore sling
For my broken haiku thing:
Tis' of thee I sing!
by Strike the Gong of King Konggggggggggg
Darth goes Singapore!
Or are you real, my new friends
Here at Bad Haiku?
by Katingkong of Gs
"Scratch again" he says
For the fourteenth time tonight!
No fingernails left...
by katongking of Sg
She tries so hard to compose
While losing her composure
She such a poser.
by katongking of Sg
Justicebestservedcold,
(Had to kill a syllable)
Are you in much pain?
by katongking of Sg
A twixt in the tale
A random bystander or ...
Someone familiar?
by katongking of Sg
ah ah ah ah ah
ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
ah ah ah ah ... ... ... HA!
by justiceisbestservedcold of NONNNNNNNNOO
I am curious
of OblongPeePee's story
Betwixt KatongKing
by SuddenJumpScare! of Malaysia
We bid her adieu
We shall miss her thrilling tales
Of unplanned urine
by katongking of Sg
Oblongpeepee says
So long to ye, my work's done
Gotta pee now, ta!
by katongking of Sg
succussfully done
a fourteen minute journey
ends here bye bye gang
by oblongpeepee
Such terrible verse
My fertile mind makes garbage
Flies circling above
by katongking of Sg
Oh she finally found my
Haiku treasure trove
Can't I delete these?
by katongking of Sg
the final countdown
happily concludes at last
i can die happy
by oblongpeepee
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
