Grandma with the cock,
let me introduce you to
my friend... He's a mime!
by impro
when we reach Ten Thou
we'll still have One Thou to go
cuz of those that weren't
actually haiku, know what I mean?
and don't count the ten
Great haiku some of youse
snook in here, damn ya!
by boo
One bad Haiku is
worth a thousand turds. Here is
my magnum opus!
by impro
http://www.badhaiku.com/default.asp?intLastRec=8530
Truly great this one
The boldness of enterprise
Is admirable
by Janis of Toronto
We're in the home stretch
Slowly but methodically
To ten thousand posts
by Janis of Toronto
Aaah, the good old days
Haiku about smoking pot
Does my mind quite well
by Janis
"doguthu ugu"
a voice from a magic land,
"live long, scrape much resin"
by Josh of the dog god
content with the flame
blithe in the red burning bowl
happy with my lot
(happy with my pot)
by Josh of the dog god
hair on everything
black hair covers white laundry
ack! i hate my cat!
by Josh of the dog god
Bleary eyed at daw
dew settles on the cool grass
cat wants out again
by Josh of the dog god
Everything makes sense
all the logic of the world
load another bowl
by Josh of the dog god
seeking artistic
recognition here? oh boy.
grandma has a cock
by ap
I lost a button
hole on my white shirt today--
Ha, made in China
by impro
Lying Peacefully
contemplating existance
still in my bath robe
by Josh of the dog god
in the park
It is so peaceful
the old people, the lovers
daisies on the grass
young children play here
birds fly and cherp around me
wish i wasn't naked
by Josh of the dog god
BAD haiku dot com.
never GOOD haiku dot com.
pure entertainment!
by ap
Flopsy, Moxie, and
Cottonmouth often enjoyed
Herbal refreshments
unfortunately
this severely impeded
count ability
by impro of With appologies to B. Potter
Earth keeps on-a
rolling, rolling, rolling all
around the heavens
creepy bugs as big
as 6-foot fuck beer bottles,
'cause they weren't taken.
by Miss Everything
gotta skip e'en more
to get to ones I adore -
Miss E's Nude Plunge - 8530
by Miss Everything
Groaning Groening
you gotta skip a
lotta crapa to get to
"9 Valentines" - 9748
by Bart Simpson
conscienciousness!?
Who NEEDS it? When you've got self-
esteem out the butt!
by unconceding
we paid the High cost
of Freedom; we're still paying
and paying and pay-...
by unconceding of califenergy
there!: geometry
in the humming of the strings,
music in sphere space.
by Savielly of polish parthenon
for all their effort
some people never do move
static on the web
by ash
oh moxie, moxie
you really rot my soxi
make me obnoxi
by ash
I shudder to think.
An epoxy enema
or something to drink?
by ap
hear a silent scream
think back on what might have been
in another dream
by ash
oh moxie, moxie
bind you up with epoxy
that'd be foxy
by ash
look! a UFO!
cattle mutilating jerks
maybe they have beer...
by mauldin
Japanese - Beware!
Reading bad Haiku may cause
seizures of laughter.
by ap
so disappointing
that was a dog of a meal
had very bad taste
by mellie
thinking of eating
my speciality is
yummy welsh rabbit
by mellie
critical haiku
moment. rants rejected, damned.
shun the monster's call.
by ap
absorbed into the
purpose of the universe
dissolved into one
by ap
face to face, tongue to
tongue. silent but for murmers.
satin's not as smooth
by ap
purposed diversion,
work east and west equally.
stop pulling my hair.
by ap
kiss her soft pink lips
linger over her belly
keep working on up
by ap
But I wouldn't mind
Sucking my own eggs to save
Grandma the trouble.
by Scrunty Hardbody
See, I don't want to
Blow my own trumpet before
All my eggs are hatched.
by Scrunty Hardbody
It has been five months
Since I graced these webpages
With iambic shite.
by Scrunty Hardbody
Rejoice, for I am
Risen, like nipples on a
Chilly afternoon.
by Scrunty Hardbody
it stinks here now too
valedictory haiku
hard to say goodbye
by mellie
smells under the house
that'll be the rabbit then
good-bye nagetta
by ash
oh moxie, moxie
your poetry is poxy
please get writer's block
even if you try
you'll never understand why
grandma has a cock
by ash
it doesn't make sense
it really doesn't you know
that in your own heart
Moxie please lie down
count those sheep for practice dear
stop at seventeen
then start all over
from the beginning again
in time you'll get it
by mellie
can't count then get out
start your own website moxie
your drivel drags on
by kevin's girl
try some Sea Dog
by Moxie of look up this
strike colors bosun,
loose mainsheet, trim the jib,
sail for dark water.
by ap
bowel groans like the
lines of a schooner in gale.
shit storm approaching!
by ap
Just like tonight
I think I gave too much
WAY too much...
by Moxie of chaos is good baby...
