That certain baddness
Oh, it remains elusive
On some poem days

now that is bad chip,
but very good bad haiku,
thanks so very much

billions of insects
dead days i can't stop counting
the ocean's blind depths

tick tick tick tick tick
crows make me think of nothing
- a trick of the light

i stage dived last night
great fun, and i wasn't dropped
bluegrass drives me wild

no one notices
i kill myself each morning
for captain howdy

thinking is a crutch
the sky's a cunt that i fist
victoriously

stoned on saturday
pretty girl milking a cow
love is an anus

It just seems to lack
that zen-like quality of
a good bad haiku

My cult-ish leader
Very anxious to clone me
Should I disown me?

(is that what you meant?)

tantric,
buddhist,
fuckers!

my cult leader
wants to clone me! should I
disown me?

capitalism,
individuality,
cannibalism.

Ban electric chairs!!!
more sensible slow-cooking
crock-pot solution

Coffee-cup tumor
swells and fills up to the brim
put that lid on tight!

Up and down I bounce
waving my half-Chevy flag
I love sports, and Coke

Olympics:
Couch-potato
Heaven.

California:
Privatisation
Hydro-Electrocution.

Moxie:
Human
Gerbil?

suicide aside
the rest was purely pleasure
turning inside out

so where is moxie?
chaos is so essential
to any system.

california
telecommunications
illumination

okay, now class starts
no more clicking and scrolling?
not blatantly, then.

inevitably,
establishmentarians
deteriorate

shall i compare thee to a summer's day?
(oh no, Mister Bill wrote that one before.
the bard wrote love sonnets without much pay -
although perhaps they helped the dude to score)

cupid struck me with a poison arrow
i'm cursed to love someone who doesn't care
a sweet venom courses through my marrow
(it could be sucked out, but i won't go there)

janis: this is a bad sonnet, it's true
will you forgive me on saint valentine's?
my love for you is too grand for haiku
all i can do is drink and stretch my rhymes

with tongue in cheek, i hope you hear this plea:
iambic yours for all eternity

Elvis:
grandiosity
template?

I think that's my first
3 word compliant haiku
I challenge you all!

curiosity:
irresponsibility
accelerator.

.....well, well, now they can
clone pussies....trying hard to think
of something witty......

my winter event
"the lounge" reclining, no race
canadian sport

janis your cousin
made that last goal happen,
oh-oh fight! fight!

did you see the dutch
speedskater with the stiffy?
cost him a false start.

too much movement
at the start of that race, plus
one eagle-eyed judge

I hear one luge
person calls her sled the
"sybian", good vibes?

Bumpy ride must be
as good as knobby tires
on a mountain bike

Yeah! Janis it's on
here now.... Goyette just scored
Canada's second goal

Today my cousin
Plays hockey for the country.
Canada / Russia

I have to admit
My only Olympic dream:
An olympic high

Laying on the couch...
It is just me practicing
For the Luge event

when I rule the world
things would be a lot better
than if you ruled it

when i rule the world
things will be a lot better
at least for my friends

a total snow job
judges skating on thin ice
and canada's piste

canadians win
the gold? No, it don't look good.
yeah, the russians sucked.

made me cry
they skated so well
should have won gold.

a lone firewall stands
ablaze, seperating you
and empyrean peace

Hear that distant cry?*
It was a summons by you
to raise Bog's demon.

*echoing like a bell in your head
[tisk, tisk, look what you've done now]

......i made it guys, yeah
looks like i gotta wear shades
.....my figtures too bright

Clicking on my mouse
I see many clever posts
It smells of cheese here.

I don't give a fuck
DH Lawrence can suck eggs
Now I suck mangoes

Hot sweet juicy smooth
dripping down my chinny-chin
blissfully tasty

i don't give a fig
it looks like a clam to me
fuck d h lawrence

yeah norma and
glenda were such ballbreakers
if memory serves

you would think all the
fig-slurping would have improved
their mood, some people!