use food as a tool
protein power will teach you
lose flabby gross fat

NO haiku submitted
fits somehow, it's all practice
haiku not submitted
oh 6. 7. 6!?

Maximizing his
window, Matt nods, scrolls and says
"Now that's a lady."

alex ia a cad
chasing women all around
short thick beer can dick

I've been scooping, too
But it isn't scooping blue
It is scooping poo

Seeing your color
I scoop it up with my hands
and paint my sky blue

hey, boo! remember
that life is not all the gov
you have to have fun

and what is more fun
than the gently splattering
flesh flaps ejecta?

inside out hanging
from the shower curtain rod
sticky insides drip

that wasn't yum-yum
sucking sex, like this, but I
don't care - you neither!

dead as butterflies.
the f d a aborts all life
gene by gene @ch clone

I want the next one!

thanks to those who bring
down government, instead of
us with shit poems

you shat room "yaddas"
shit for brains ass wipe mommas
you aren't, like, reading...?

the building pressure
in my guts portends bad gas
oops, please pass a rag

a dead give-away
who is protected while the
intern's left missing?

notice there are so
many murders unsolved! Don't
you see a pattern?

what once burned with verse
is now just cold and empty
from flame to ash hole

i keep my fingers clean
while sitting down, blowing mud
watery feces

flatulent, stinky
that's no place for my pinky
wee willie winky

Baking cookies is
just my li'l way of saying,
"Here, have cookie!"

whenever it blows
do you suppose that my hose
sprays better in prose

unproven science
colonic irrigation
it just doesn't wash

Love is in the air
can you smell it? Love is in...
oh wait, that's my ass.

so few ifs or ands
yet a major load of butts
holed up at this site

uncle two fingers
probing the fleshy expanse
of my throbcolon

some things are better
when you leave them in your ass
not when they escape

burning flatulence
oh God, someone help me, please
my ass is on fire

there's a dance grooving
in my pants, moving like ants
dribbling down my leg

That's cause Battlepuppy is GAY.

I try to go pee
but I have an obstacle -
Puppy's uvula

Priest limits restrict
He points to rules and cries foul
But he just sucks ass

Puppy uses tongue
as paintbrush, his paint? Scrapings
from my bleeding ass.

Hello, my children
I bring you my holy water
Blessed orifice.

My hands are tied with
certain topics off limits
I am limited.

Saint would have fought back
With a good scathing verse if
he could think of one.

I Revisted
old haikus of mine. Bitter
I was, but no more.

The Puppy returns
We are all overjoyed now
Quit humping my leg!

A lot of Ex-Lax
and patience means that Saint is
now wet for Droppy.

I love the smell of
Steaming belly hole haiku
In the morning, neh?

Who is the jackass,
that thinks he has the right to
clean bad haiku page?

If I had a jar
I'd jam it up his sorry
ass and shatter it.

open my windows
penetrate my raw socket
upgrade me roughly

frank frank your chick stank
for that i taxed you niggah
and smoked up your dank

still morning madness
warm beer and dirty pipehits
hope i can survive