Quantity rules, but:
What of the subject matter?
Please focus me, please!
by Still learning Haiku topics
 
			
Remember the rule
Quantity not Quality
Is the mantra here
by Janis
 
			
gray skies are above
and all the dirt is below
nothing more to say
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
Brown and yellow, red
In splattered disarray
Will flush clean the bowl?
by I ate another bad burrito
 
			
Save on toilet roll:
use both sides of the paper.
You know it makes sense.
by smelly joe
 
			
She rolls on her back.
I am bewildered by choice:
so many nipples.
by The Beast Master
 
			
caught me a catfish
sit here sniffin my fingers
makes me real horny
by Billy-Bob of Arkansas 
 
			
Alito is in
Angry Liberals gnash their teeth
Is schadenfreude wrong?
by Chris
 
			
Jumping up and down,
running around in circles,
cartwheels, summersaults,
!
wriggling on the ground,
flipping over and over,
walking on my hands,
!
spinning on the spot,
howling at the moon. YIPPEE!
Off I go again
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
electrical tape
wrap hamster when loving it
prevents explosion
by Hamster loving tips
 
			
			
Beastly suggestions
Not wanting to criticize
But, well, aren
by Vivid imagination is a curse
 
			
Babes in the Wood
is not nearly as good as
my wood in the babes.
by pantomime is rubbish
 
			
I hold a warm jar
with lamb
by The Beast Master
 
			
			
a storm on saturn
meanwhile, on the planet earth
nothing much happened
by ash
 
			
Vanities lesson 
Happiness deserts me
Blackly my thoughts run
by No good at relationships
 
			
online babes of world
luscious, tender morsels
hot fun in winter
by drooly
 
			
wigum's always on
Halo 2 consumes his nights
But what can he do?
by Frank Grimes
 
			
Colon gurgles. Gas.
Another beefy burrito.
Splat. Cat loathes my noise.
by Does my Haiku look fat in this?
 
			
Look! I'm peeing on
The seat, but it's ok cuz
I'm Homer Simpson!
by Frank Grimes
 
			
Elijah Wood says
in The Ice Storm, smelling it
Is like tasting it
by Frank Grimes
 
			
Litterbox close by-
Cat enters thru swinging door
A poo smell follows
by Frank Grimes
 
			
The cheese that I eat
may smell of feet, but my feet
smell stronger than cheese.
by smelly joe
 
			
Hello? Where am I?
Is there anybody there?
What is going on?
by ? of ? 
 
			
Bad experience.
Don
by Brad of Maine 
 
			
Shoot the monkeys first
Ask questions later when dead.
The plant is brown.  Water?
by Still learning Haiku
 
			
oh the grind of work
the insane is now normal
when did this happen?
by liebe of el armpito, tx. 
 
			
We are watching you.
Don't touch your television.
We will not be pleased.
by The monkeys
 
			
			
Deprived of sunlight
but still glowing greenish-blue,
humming constantly.
by this is awsome
 
			
Wish I was a tree.
Bendy, bendy in the breeze.
Birdies sit on me.
by Holly
 
			
Smash your television
The monkeys will be watching.
All bliss is fleeting.
by Is this proper Haiku?
 
			
Alone in my room,
haikus send me messages.
I nod and agree.
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
Rocking back and forth
can be very comforting.
I stare and I smile.
by Anonymous Poet
 
			
Her head in my hands.
One last time, while she
by The Beast Master
 
			
looking at ma sis
goddam neighbor, shoot his dog
I saw her first, boy.
by Billy-Bob of Arkansas 
 
			
Sleeping in the park.
I need some beer and a wash.
Getting haiku first.
by stan of nowhere 
 
			
rappers, hillbillies,
disillusioned lunatics,
beastiality
by I love this place
 
			
sittin on a log
dreamin bout ma lil sister,
pickin ma banjo.
by Billy-Bob of Arkansas 
 
			
Chattering squirrel
Fat upward-looking feline
Falling nut inflames
by Hello Kitty
 
			
Anger management
Zoloft, Prozac, exercise
Fresh outside air. Chill.
by Get a grip
 
			
Ive appologized to myself.
visits here have become a walk in the dump.
by Disillusioned
 
			
Christ what awful crap
You little dick, in your face
Your Bad, as in stinks
by Won
 
			
discontinuous
is where you is whereas i
don't get off with this
by ash
 
			
haiku rap is where
you be but cutting lines ain't
pure haiku to me
(but i accept that it IS bad)
by ash
 
			
diff'rent styles, hey face
we rhyme in a diff'rent place
i admire your pace
by ash
 
			
My wet tongue running
down past the root of her tail
to taste her juices.
by The Beast Master
 
			
now once again...I
leave this place...girlies sittin'
on my smilin' face
by you know who