Life freezes in streets
Down and outs die but who cares
What hard bastards, we

You

work is work is work
play is play is play is play
you live some then die

i like alcohol
and i think that it likes me
moreso when i'm drunk

safety in numbers
sure there's some sickos out there
but i fit right in

at the heart of it
some definitions of bad
are worse than others

Itchy stinking clit,
yes i had toast for breakfast,
i like to eat minge.

Deep into the night,
I think about my mother
and play with myself.

danses just for me
aint no one else shell danse for
me an my banjo

in my employment,
i reject all my values,
and take the money...

I like to feel teeth,
for a fleeting moment brush,
against my bell end!

Won't pick me to dance,
Fill her shoes with broken glass,
Never dance again!!

my sister dancin
shes as sweet as apple pie
her titties bouncin

Morecambe. It is cold.
There is nothing to do there.
But laugh at old folk...

Rose-pink silk unfolds
its gentle, dreamy softness.
A goat vagina.

"Poo Man" my name is.
I smell sweet, of sewerage.
Kiss me, I taste brown.

restraining order
rules are made to be broken
so are sexy girls

There's nothing quite like,
the satisfaction one gains,
from kicking a child.

The buttocks of love,
squatting in defecation,
blast my dead heart out.

Eating sausages.
They are good in my tummy.
I am the sausage man.

mum can swear like dad.
dad can swear like grandad can.
grandad just swears: "FUCK!"

Malice grits its pain,
gapes, convulses and spews out
a putrefied demon.

redundancy pay
"take up a hobby", they said
bought me a rifle!

This sharpened moment
prises open a dark thought,
my soul a fulcrum.
>
Beaten to a pulp,
my haiku lies in the ditch
with its throat torn out.
>
As my mind decays,
Bad Haiku picks the skull clean
to pure polished bone.

tired eyes, itchy beard.
maybe i should shave it off.
to stop all the crumbs.

Recycle mouth-wash.
One bottle will last for years
if you are careful.

coffee machine slut.
sexy, dirty, caffeine buzz,
gets me through the day.

managing my time
I "manage" to live by not
accounting for life

The taste of warm milk
reminds me of my mother.
I need a cuddle.

I like getting sick,
because I do so enjoy
getting well again.

Pumping way too hard,
she vomits all down my back.
Channelled by butt crack.

Facing life

The bathroom mirror
shows me the place where I will die.
Can

A little white face
whimpering in the darkness.
I love my mother.

Looking back fondly
Through all the precious archives
Grandma has a cock

This is where it

Maws feedin the hens
My sister smiles over at me
an I go all shy

I just learned something.
you put your thumb in your ass
and it feels real nice

As i said... 34177
a walk through the dump.
Will I ever learn_? to spell

As i said... 34177
a walk theough the dump.
Will I wvwe learn_?

Like a razor through
the throat of a dead baby,
My dick splits her meat.

oh my dear supine
love me tender, love me true
till the end of time

Amazing, the smells
Pushing a pea with my nose
Keeps me close to ground

So convoluted
Logorrhoea what is it?
Verbal diarrhea

born last century
growing old disgracefully
pumping out haiku

trust us we're poets
logorrhoea rules the site
take our words for it

The Fly DVD...
What's better than big man-fly?
Well, Geena Davis.

Playing as Jack sucks
Kong is where it's at, sucka
Apes = better

The Prince of Persia
Using his dagger of time...
Gotta save the girl

Monosyllabics:
scratched, screeched, scrounged, squelched, straights
Long and beautiful