oh... Saint leaves himself
so wide open like the fish
in the smelly barrel

so I now ask this
of a certain someone on
this here board: Can you?

I often wonder
when i first meet, should I ask
if she can deep throat?

love is knowing one
who is yourself and yet not
love is knowing one

sorry, Priest, that was
a little over the line
I was very baaaaaad

and remember this
love is the abscense of all
logic and thinking

Priest gets into it
Fingers churning in the ass
Of the sheep he loves

When I first saw you
I knew you were the kind who
would fuck me over.

anonymous dude
don't bring me down with your lack
of love for my stuff

Desk chains me, no lunch
Fingers feverishly typing
There is no mercy.

I have a request
when you do, please use your tongue
I haven't wiped today

Attention Anon:
I was just thinking one thing
you can kiss my ass

Jesus Fucking Christ
You guys blather on and on
and on and on and. . . .

I could not find a Suess' site,
I could not find one, tho try I might
I know that this is not in style
But I think that now I'll stay a while

I am resigning
from haiku looking to find
bad dr suess site

Pay Cut in Relief?

prez works less than the
former, so scoring interns
won't be during work.

80% girls
like themselves, 20%
teens - who's conceited!

where is our Solace?
his horrific imagery
makes me dream bad things

the weekly world news
says, "Elvis ate my baby"
and I believe it

the bean-laden charge
in my belly seeks release
i erupt in joy

i do hate myself
maybe i should walk into
the street and die, thoughts?

glarg exc weffle joo
qwz sedo eep bibb shively
viff dodod kip bno!!!!

who shall i whack to
today, I ponder. Cher? why not.
*whack whack whack whack whack*

Saint, you missed this one:
Hippocrocadoggapig
Seven syllables!

this morning I greet
a sun through a shuttered blind
chains of work enslave

All can be salvaged!
Saint may find work at airports
with wind-finding ass.

Forces are too strong
my rectum inverts and blows
out like a wind sock

Remember P V
equals n R T do not
let the colon burst

Pressure is rising
By boyle's law, I strain, compress
Colon gets warmer.

Rectum now coated
with honey it's dripping from
one side to other

Raisins and peanuts
carrot shreds and corn kernels
My special ass stew

Hopes laid on far girl
who has no reason to mail
to call himself "lost"

putred wretched filth,
porcelain coated with it
I think of someone

Try the new RonCo
Mr. Fistibuttocks now
And get free lube, too!

Rocket drop of pants
Still too slow, face the fury
Of volatile purge.

That vilest siren
teases me so - only to
go munch on carpet

Drop and Priest, I say
I wish someone would fucking
e-mail already!

Construction bastard
collective asses, their heads
are in them, fuckers!

why does mellie tease
Saint so? perhaps she is male
or hermaphrodite?

sudden release of
exploding intestines and
there goes a kneecap

have you ever blown
bubbles in peanut butter
with your ass? not me.

Saint, away on errands
left defenseless to assault
Who will rescue him?

Hyperdrive engaged
And Set to full-on-bitch-mode
Saint unloads his wrath.

Mellie answers, Saint,
But you're oblivious, lost
In your misery.

Saint buries his head
In the depths of his own ass
Missing Mellie's flirts.

I care a lot, Saint...
about face more than ballsstick --
this Board is the BEST.

god almighty saint
chuck them in the laundry man
then put then back on

My balls are sticking
to my underwear when I
pulled them off today

fine leg long leg glance
they know how to use the crease
balls dancing in slips

a long time ago
I rode a big Indian
so heavy and mean