It's all VHS.
He's the only one on here.
You know, like Sybil.

You think you're not him.
You're one of his personae.
but then, so am I.

sings strings tones stay the fuck up out my phone...dont u have any business of your own or someone else to try and clone?

Turned over rocks
Coffee ground diarrhea
Sayonara, pants

Parallel parking
The driving instructor coughs
Unbuttons his pants

Welp debet debet debet thats all folks lalalalalalaaaaahhh!

Throbbing clitoris
Released from your teasing teeth
See you next week. Darth

On some real shit tho...alot of this shits funny

Thinking that she's jealous of you what a fluke this is about principals and morality one real reason why she got pissed enough to look

Oh me oh my I accidentally stabbed out my cats eye
I caught it spying while I tried

Wow was a relief the dosages game dodged the shit out of some balls with the indian chief

This is Starkitten
Who's the crazy new poet?
Is it VHS?

There is one poet
with four "personalities"
writing these haiku.

Take your bath salts now
Crazy Florida swamp gas
Got you all worked up

its obvious thats a lie and Im not doing haiku for u not following the rules but its nice to know u stalk this too

It is obvious
No one wants your chalupa
Have some self respect

Something wrong with you
Count syllables for haiku
Your haiku is poo

damn...if this is what it makes me feel like...then damn i sigh...asking wtf for and why"

Jinn jinn jinn jinn jinn
Juzzwuzard juzz juzzwuzard
Buzzoo bub zaboo

the ham is been tainted injected and inflated thats why the true people reject it and thank me later

It doesn't matter who it fucks only low level females truly gives two fucks. Its not about the for me so he enters the swine often so fluently then the swine forgets he soon drowns them into the seas so carelessly laughing and mocking at the judas and her silver with her stains of much infidelity

Calming pink hue
Formidable buttocks slap
He's fucking the sow

Ritually unclean
He wanted ham for Easter
With no middle man

Same with religion
Just wanted to meet Jesus
In a dark alley

U hava menses
U no touch a da mushrooms
Now let me grope you

I've just four inches
But it becomes eight inches
If you suck it twice

Hissi pissie had a fit. Hissie pissie wasn't legit...Hissie pissie was fraudulent. Stabbed her people in the back. Then cried wolf when they found out and began to react. Bitch es be setting nigggaz up. For fame and names they don give a fuck? Keri Hilson said it best...such jealousy can be a mess. Now I don't truly care to fuss and fight. I try my best with all my might. But hurting my babies isn't right. You tried possession of my vessels with all your might. But they fell to and washed away when u chopped the true vine carelesly. Why didn't u just let me be?

My dick is so small
How small is it you may ask
None of your business

I WILL NEVER STOP!
I VOW to DESTROY you ALL!
(ok. I'll stop now)

You write one of them:
It's like drinking just one beer
(impossible thought)

Hey Amurica:
Go to church then go shopping
Don't THINK too HARD (bitch)

Lord I can't stop
I need more and more Haiku
Keep it coming girl

Lol this shits hilarious

Cute pastel nonsense
Sugar chicks in plastic grass
Kiss my Easter ass

Whoops--almost forgot:
It's Easter Sunday again.
Where's my blood of Christ?

In Haight-Ashbury
Unlovely truth was beheld:
Speed freaks and burn-outs.

New Age "light" ain't shit.
It's fake. Luciferian.
Luci-Lite. Get it?

It's time to partake
in the Pagan rites of solstice.
Praise be to Jesus!

Rabbits, eggs, and stuff.
Chocolate fertility dance.
Hmmm... do you think that

Jesus ever danced the
Hava Nagila?

Praise be His Holy Name.
(Since we're departing from 5-7-5.)

No, I've been
contemplating
yo' momma's navel.

Praise be to Jesus!

It appears you've been
Contemplating your navel
Look me in the eyes

the love n light is within sight feelings of the truth spirit within allowing love and light to begin

Dear Lord, save my soul.
What's with all this hippies shite?
Haight and Ashbury.

Grateful to be dead.
Do not mess with Major Tom.
Old Junkie's advice.

and the earth mother said love b

My love wasn't appreciated for its pure essence so I left without leaving a message

Night of peaceful native chants. Some sons keep their word and the melody is beautiful to mine ears. Return unto me my love...I wept and still do. Yet I shine as the drum beats...I AM ALIVE sons...

Step One: you forgive
Step Two: they forgive you too
Step Three: I don't know

Love is agony
Which can occasionally
Be pleasurable

Wings swollen with blood
Colors imagination
Ritual begins

Not sure if I want
To escape or find myself
Quite a dilemma

Sun sure seems happy
For a raging fusion power
Plasma inferno

Crickets chirp listen
Simple insects perform well
Celebrating life

When light shines brightly
Total darkness disappears
Takes much energy

The anxiety
Is payback for wasted time
Wake or decompose