Speaking of Star Wars,
How do you like the trailer?
Kicking a dead horse?

I guess it's not dead
if it keeps spitting out cash.
Where's my light saber?

time to rise philae !
perihelion is near
you have work to do

Ah yes. Gay StarWars themed wedding. Where's JanAss The Hutt with her elegant boo-tay? Nippress reading Proust aloud while Ash weeps openly whilst licking the pages if GQ Mazagine.

Ashy Nippressy....two as one, one as two. Lovers of the gay, taking a poo.

Ash.....Nippress.......Darth Gaydar and StormPooper. They have great lil' Jawa babies from having the gay sex.

ten trillion dollars ?
all your basis are belong
chinese stock market

Stan is an asshat
He stole all my Doritos
I must be avenged!

Bodily functions
do not create bad haiku.
It's vice versa.

She has got nice tits.
But then so does her brother.
Both are natural.

who buys a great dane ?
surely coprophiliacs
who like foamy drool

healthy choice for me
what's next for my svelte body?
Peppermint Patty!

Robert E. Howard's
Conan the Barbarian
walked by and farted.

typing slowly now
was working diligently
then coffee ran out

haiku after lunch
I am procrastinating
in Lil Bub we trust

we're in awesome times
surely, world peace not far off
Sriracha mayo

we are so lonely
wifi has forsaken us
no route to host found

though we cannot work
internet we love you so
we blame Verizon

when the network fails
lonely T-rex plays with me
curse you, Pterodactyl!

What do you get when
two puns walk into a bar.
A fucking haiku!

Playwriting is hard?
Write a play about Geico.
Cave men can do it.

I just remembered,
playwriting is difficult.
Still, it can be fun

It is so easy,
even cave men can do it.
Geico Insurance

Coffee is a drug.
But I've never sucked a dick
for caffeine money.

Livin' the good life.
Gettin' that K-mart pussy
at WalMart prices.

By this time next year
I'm going to own the world.
All poets must leave.

Wild Saturday night
Sunday morning hangover
Must drink less next time

Victory is ours!
Pour forth your foggy musings
unburdened by spam

I do not know why
But i am bad at Haikus
Five syllable line

There was a crack down.
Large spam bot servers shut off.
Or something like that.

I read it somewhere.
Does not mean that it is true.
Either way, I'm glad.

Back to bad haiku.
Farts, burps, and genital scabs.
Awful stuff like that.

haiku surges on
leaving spam bots floundering
and a write-full plaice

Seriously, I
think that the spammers gave up.
Internet history?

The old beggar scratched.
It was not done politely.
One would almost think.

The clock is ticking.
Nintendo seems to stop it.
Look in the mirror.

There was a dead dog.
She poked it with a long stick.
Maggots slithered out.

No spam to clean up?
Unfuckingbelievable
Boner pills for all!!!!

Monkey's throwing poo.
Tourists get a souvenir.
Throwing poo looks fun.

Better a chat room
than a message board of spam.
Please buy my used car.

I'm a puffer fish.
Puffing wacky tobaccy.
But only sometimes.

Skiddle de bee bop
Doodle de tee top shoe shop
Wabba wee doop dip

Flat fish had a wish
to live free in the ocean,
not cooked on a dish

Webdriver Torso:
Blue and red rectangles go
BEEP BOOP BLOP BEEP DOOP

I am a flat fish
I live in the Atlantic
I write bad haiku

Beware of the time
when some stupid idiot
makes this a chat room.

Haikus do not rhyme
'cept when they really need to
so violets are blue

I will praise who wrote
that haiku 'bout Flat the Fish
and other flat stuff

Many write Haikus
about a flat fish who writes
very bad haikus

Lady Gaga's ass.
A fish that can write haiku.
A piece of paper.
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Things that are flat.

Don't drink soda pop.
Mosquitoes love CO2.
And also sugar.

Tobacco junkies.
Brown-stained fingers and clothing.
Let us laugh at them.

How they suck Death's dick.
White tiny smoke-spewing cock.
And they pay for it.

Rednecks cooking meth.
Crackheads breaking into cars.
Children at the park.

They are not nice men.
They ride loud motorcycles.
And they wear crosses.