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Bad Haiku
Horrible poetry for the digital age
29 Years, 319 Days and 78440 Haiku later...
golden hair caressed
the curve of lovely neck.
where does my cock go?
Haiku # 8946 ↗ April 11, 2001 7:30 pm ET
by ap
golden hair caressed
the curve of lovely neck.
where does my cock go?
Haiku # 8945 ↗ April 11, 2001 7:30 pm ET
by ap
break out the papers
and the hash, yakity yak!
Where's my stash? Roommate....
Haiku # 8944 ↗ April 11, 2001 7:18 pm ET
by oh that's bad too
Using one's handle
is like wearing their panties.
Gross, and very rude.
Haiku # 8943 ↗ April 11, 2001 7:12 pm ET
by Windsong
saying "I love you"
I'm totally denying
how you really suck
Haiku # 8942 ↗ April 11, 2001 6:57 pm ET
by geoff of "fashion district"
The curtain lifted
at the vampire nutcracker...
Nosferatutu!
Haiku # 8941 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:55 pm ET
by oh that
Take thy beak from out
my heart and take thy form from
off my door, fuzzy.
Haiku # 8940 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:51 pm ET
by spoooooon!
julia sneezed english
allergies kicked her around
swore much in russian
Haiku # 8939 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:47 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Her name is Rio
mind your key hole sappy slap
happy could have been!
Haiku # 8938 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:47 pm ET
by SP0000000000000000N!
Pyke had enough bile
to dissolve a battleship
in less than minute.
Haiku # 8937 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:46 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Geoff bailed out big time.
Then his dot com bit big one.
Can't we take him back?
Haiku # 8936 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:45 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Jessica found sa-
tori, but moved to L.A,
Saw Tori in tan shop.
Haiku # 8935 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:43 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Foster still calls here
Burbling random gross nonsense.
How does he pay rent?
Haiku # 8934 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:38 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Maria used to
say, "Not my pig, not my farm,"
When she had this job.
Haiku # 8933 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:37 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
"don't ask me, lady.
i live in beer." goats dot com -
want to be Toothgnip
Haiku # 8932 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:37 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Geometric joy.
precise lines scar the cd.
thanks, paper shredder.
Haiku # 8931 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:34 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Blood on the keyboard.
Slow tide of life ebbs like the
Chicago River
Haiku # 8930 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:33 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
I live my life like
there's no tomorrow, all I
got, I had to steal
Haiku # 8929 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:33 pm ET
by Saint
"Private Haiku!" "Sir!"
"Drop and give me twenty, NOW!"
Discipline Haiku!
Haiku # 8928 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:31 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
"left good job in the
city; workin for the man
every night and day."
Haiku # 8927 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:29 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
when haiku goes bad,
it dances in a subway
station, grabbing crotch
Haiku # 8926 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:28 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
You can send me a
private haiku if you like
search for my e-mail
Haiku # 8925 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:27 pm ET
by Saint
when haiku goes bad
all the other poems take
on that funky taste
Haiku # 8924 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:27 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
when haiku goes bad
it robs the other poems
with a gatling gun
Haiku # 8923 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:25 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
fate determined now.
I will not be scoring in
two thousand and one
Haiku # 8922 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:25 pm ET
by Saint
8912 and 8914 are
not mine and I refuse to play
this game if posers are going
to use my goddamn handle
fuck five seven five I'm pissed!!!!
Haiku # 8921 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:25 pm ET
by Windsong
accomplishment stalled.
know what should be done right now.
want to run outside.
Haiku # 8920 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:24 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
It matters not what
I posses, a bulldogs ass
will win every time.
Haiku # 8919 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:23 pm ET
by Saint
"and no one heard at
all; not even the chair." Did
that surprise you, Neil?
Haiku # 8918 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:20 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
"I know a girl, and
they call her macarena."
drive this from my head!
Haiku # 8917 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:18 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
"bingo, bangle, bungle,
I'm so happy in the jungle;
I refuse to go..."
Haiku # 8916 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:17 pm ET
by boola
"here i go; i'm on
the road again; there i go;
I'm up on the stage"
Haiku # 8915 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:16 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Is it hard to find
shoes to fit those too many
of your big, square feet?!
Haiku # 8914 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:14 pm ET
by Windsong
"let's bungle in the
jungle; that's all right by me."
leaves drip soft sad pain
Haiku # 8913 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:14 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Is it hard to find
shoes to fit those too many
of your big square feet?!
Haiku # 8912 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:14 pm ET
by Windsong
and from time to time
i have to whine about that
convertible could-have.
Haiku # 8911 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:11 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Wherever L R
Lives now, I think about her
At least once a week.
Haiku # 8910 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:10 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
13 years it's been.
Still amazed at all the crap
I would have been spared.
Haiku # 8909 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:09 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
this response is late:
"pr0n" is slang for porn, you see
i 5p34k m4d l33t y0
Haiku # 8908 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:09 pm ET
by furthur8
lovely flowers come
give eyes something closer to
imagination
Haiku # 8907 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:09 pm ET
by Miss Everything
for oblivious,
can't top a teenage bookworm
on his way to work.
Haiku # 8906 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:09 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
for oblivious,
can't top a teenage bookworm
on his way to work.
Haiku # 8905 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:08 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Fall of '87
too damn dumb to notice she
was hitting on me.
Haiku # 8904 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:07 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
I should have got in
L. R's convertible when
she offered a ride.
Haiku # 8903 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:05 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
Wind - I have a house
twenty four hundred square feet
and just me lives there.
Haiku # 8902 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:05 pm ET
by Saint
adding insult to
ignorance as a book to
a cover - unreviewed
Haiku # 8901 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:05 pm ET
by quasimodo
I heard the egos
take the money and hum: you
will do as they say
Haiku # 8900 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:03 pm ET
by quasimodo
Spring' warm loving kiss
Incites the crowds to wander.
I'm still stuck in here.
Haiku # 8899 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:03 pm ET
by ferret70 of chicago
twat-whistle and shaint,
geronimo haunts the wide
world outside your ass
Haiku # 8898 ↗ April 11, 2001 5:00 pm ET
by quasimodo
power play, power
PAY - squawkin' politicos
hot after money
Haiku # 8897 ↗ April 11, 2001 4:57 pm ET
by quasimodo