anarchy chaos
lawlessness and anomie
haiku disorder
by jellyfish
sad sad sad sad sad
sad sad sad sad sad sad sad
sad sad but funny
by optional
dear departed wife
the rough hole in your headstone
has chafed my penis
by Hollywood Bonfire
this is strong stuff, now.
not like a baby would do.
fries just won't stand up.
by jellyfish
Move over, Jesus...
all hail the king of the juice!
You want fries with that?
by option
Oh.. the juice is loose
Now that's a mental image
I could live without
by optional
No, not like taffy.
It has more nose. Maybe
just a hint of fruit.
by jellyfish
Your adult diapers!
What horrid stench this way comes...
it's not like taffy
by optional of West Vagina
Yablonski's daughter
another unknown murder
u. s. policies.
by joe hill of living in virginia
anal retention
violent passivity...
which side are you on?
by joe hill of living in kentucky
solve yer own problems
save the Earth; the good'll take
a liking to ya!
by joe hill of living in kentucky
all apE-MAN says in
9-2-9-3 he whines to
his mommy...wah, WAH!
by boo
when boo talks ass 'low
it's ap's ass he really shows
I know, now you know
by boo
strong shit spray rebounds
paints my ass fragrently brown.
mommy wipes my ass!
by boo
life's too serious
all the humour has vanished...
gary larson - come back
by fingerfood
windows 2000
ate up all my memory!
forgot your birthday...
by fingerfood
salvation for all!
fingerfood has awoken
more bad haiku flows
by fingerfood
somnolent poets
or absent inspiration?
mommy wipes my ass.
by ap
you can count on it
count me in for the census
you can't count me out
no don't count on me
no accounting where I'll be
I have six senses
by mellie
Girl leaves boy for me
But now she doesn't know
I am in trouble now.
by The Annihalator of http://www.buzzer.co.uk
gender confused, this
bitter skydiving baboon.
Mommy wipes its ass.
by ap
we are the good guys
america, israel
what do you mean, no?
by ash
upcoming census
cross your hearts and hope to die
hands up all jedi
by ash
Oooo, I made forever
over for them, for you, Jesus.
now do your stuff, stuff me!
6-8-6: sex-ate-sex
by Miss Everything
ignore them Jesus
they know not wh- or anything
for that matter... jerks!
jerks for Jesus
by Miss Everything
from today until
forever, haiku ends
"mommy wipes my ass"
by ap
Hey! You! Galilee!
Puhleeze give me some more
perfect bad haiku.
by ap
dorothy parker
has left the building. resume
your declination.
by ap
Shit crust on scrotum!
Popping pustule drainage!
Mommy wipes my ass.
by boo
greivous injury!
who molests contemplation?
eruidition?
by ap
the universe is
a sphere... all center lacking
for circumference
by ap
fat ap hates fat ap
there I fed it as shit to
self - self you're zapped, Z-ap
by ap
can't walk on water.
I keep sinking since I got
these holes in my feet.
by Jesus of Gallilee
fat chickenshit trout
rises predictable to
the hook! a baBOOn!
by ap
bitter haiku may
lift karmic revelation
like so many skirts
by ap
mine better than here
and as the year gets into
gear, you're in your blear
by boo
ap so ape; an ape's
ap-hole is apt to hold a
pregnant paw, ahhhh, so.
by Anonymous Poet
Haiku baBOOn bait.
Come 'n get it! Bad haiku!
None better than here.
by ap
French fried asshole!
Hold the jalapenos, please.
Preparation H.
by ap
Corn. Yes, there's corn here.
Contrast of color, texture.
Aroma sublime!
by ap
Peristaltic pause.
Waves form, pressure increases!
Rocket shit to moon!
by ap
some erudition
in others toilet chat room.
regular programs...
by boo
"strings" are pubes! that gauge
singularity - vulva!
axis mundi, NOW!!
by Miss Everything of ekpyrotic howe
none dare name orgone,
soliton in brane: science
forpukes its murdered!
by wilhelm reich of from my grave
superstition and
science, together as one
in major league bums.
by unconceding
like black mollasses
three dimensional content
downloads really slow
by geoff of fashion district
baBOOns, when confined,
are amusing, harmless fools.
big, red assd' retards.
Flinging shit about,
eating fleas, while hoping they
were only human.
by ap
why does the bad math
not answer their telephone
could be they're busy
by geoff of fashion district
ekpyrotic blues
from a singularity
like your apt-plitude*
by boo ovrut
sex dimembrane curls
undulation procreates
nothing NEW, Baby!
by boo ovrut
