She speared the gherkin
With her teeth then savored
The salty piquancy
by Idaho trailer-trash
In bad haiku, it
Is always better to play
Safe and be nasty.
Fuck you moxie
by Anonymous Poet
undisclosed fruit drink.
kills future welfare taker.
no one cheers, or cares.
by Mox
i claim another
prize for first usage of a
word; it is rissole
by realnutter of london
thanks ap for all the
information, tonight I
went to a strip club
by k of pub quizes can quickly go downhill....free passes to Larry Flint's Hustler Club....hmmmmm
do you like mind games
i want to play
with the stolen connect four game
by Doug of Victoria
cute little iguana under heat lamp
sneezed
out flew salty mucus
by Doug of Victoria
i take a shower
it's my soap and it's my dick
i wash really fast
by ap - ok. so my wrist hurts too
let's just nuke them all,
then we can mutate in peace,
as god intended.
by Tennessee yawl
This Flaubertian
Anticipation of
by Idaho trailer-trash
Well an underground
Nuke, wouldn
by Crazy fucking W jr. Is certainly capable of it
Afghani
by ya right! of course!
my wrist really, really hurts too :(
by ap
my fuckin' knee hurts
but my cock works real good
and i don't get it
by ap - worked one harder than the other
i've made you my 401k
beneficiary
we are married now (j/k!!)
by Anonymous Poet
special just for Gwen
get two for the price of one
Wonder Bras for you
by Ms. Victoria Secrets
what we're saying is
plan your own undertaking
don't forget to smile
by Clare
Undertakers with
troubled lives, joining the Plan,
seizures....bad tofu
by k of six feet under does rock!
six feet under rocks
filled with fun and metaphors
I love H B O
by Boston gal
kery's report report read:
first he bled into his head
and then he was dead
by mount madonna mama
this secret garden
even with soil so untilled
bears hidden blossoms
by Anonymous Poet
don't know who to call
called myself for some advice
...the line was busy
by Boston gal
enticing three-some
sensual pleasures embrace
Ben, Jerry, and me
by Boston gal
tides of time and love
pull against the shores of self
changing every dream
by Siggy
clouds against the moon
dancing shadows slipping through
memories of trees
by A. Musing
all work and no play
results in dull existence
not really worth it
by Siggy
i is vietnamese
i rite japanese haiku
in lousee english
by Ta Manh Duong of Australia
modern enterprise
i would love a holiday
but i need to eat
by ash
x-files..scully and
muldar find underwear is
alien lifeform
by Anonymous Poet
Dear Gwyneth Paltrow
you should have made appointment
with me or seamstress
by Doc Nippon Tuck (such little sad titties!)
when we get so close
sweet interferometer
you've got my measure
by ash
hmmm, I am on a
anti-moxie jag lately,
....all's well that ends well....
by Anonymous Poet
Easter-time again,
moxie hides his own eggs, but
then....can't find them
by Anonymous Poet
without just one nest
a bird can call the world home
life is your career
by Cereal Killer
necks are nipped and tucked
a little around the eyes
let's see how they look
by Doc Nippon Tuck's Associate readying for "Oscars"
Cut loose and think clear
vagabonds don't need them.
Those innate creatures.
by ComiCat (i.e. femmes) of Jerzey
intrigue and romance
generally comes at a price
over eight bucks now
by A. Musing (matinees slightly cheaper)
cerulean ether
ready for a get-away
anesthetize me...please
by Boston gal (solo after a too long relationship)
on long fluted necks
petals powdered with pollen
white blossoms unfold
by mount madonna mama
her hand trembling
avoiding the crusted blood
she touches his face
by mount madonna mama
sabbatical time
for the ornery Quaker
who's feeling his oats
by A. Musing
plastic wrapped porches
whipped by winds of poverty
wait for winter's death
by A. Musing (not)
bypass metaphor!
leap out of the sordid world!
live your bad haiku!
by the snowy mountains outside my windows
moxie, you little ego
squeal swirling around
a make-believe name
by Anonymous Poet
new age credo, I
believe in it, so it must
therefore be true
moxie credo, if
I poop on it, it smells like
me, God! the world stinks
by Anonymous Poet
Parachute without
strings, a chocolate teapot,
a moxie haiku
by Anonymous Poet
in a race second
place is just the first loser,
who won human race?
by Anonymous Poet
In a race, second
place is just the first loser,
who won haiku race?
by Anonymous Poet
guy comes into a
bar....orders a drink...shouts..ALL
LAWYERS ARE ASSHOLES
guy down at end of
bar says, Hey! I resent that!
first guy sez, Why? are
You a Lawyer? second
guy sez No but I'm an asshole!!!
yuk yuk yuk
by Anonymous Poet
fine, i'm an asshole -
but now that's out of the way,
the "more..." link's busted
by scott the meddler
