My rifle's uncocked.
It really needs to be cocked....
Grandma has a cock!
by Hen House of Barnyard
Bad choice McFarland
You should look for a new job
Or the next mikko
by Time is not on your side of Bawl arena
patron of trumpets
clive squandered fifty million
blow that out yer pipe
by ash of don't call me yellow
winter is here babe
summers of discontent are
to follow ahead
by vhs/moxie
Lib'rals hiatus--
and we hiate them right back.
We all need more love!
by Intensification of Alienation
speaking of lib'ral
they now on a hiatus
in austral...i...a
by ash of trump slipstream damage
Oh SNAP! You got me.
Lib'ral VS. Lib-er-al...
Sorry ossifer.
by Really I only had 2 of Syllabababbles
Silly people can't
Understand that liberal
Is three syllables
by Haiku Police of Precinct 666
it's getting colder
and it keeps raining a lot
grandma has a cock
by ash of seasoned contributions
Silly liberals think
Any person to their right
Is an exTWEEEmist.
by Simon Bolivar Jones of Venezuela, New Jersey
Useless puppet died.
Great time to be Protestant...
The Reformation!
by Calvin Von Luther of Greater Saxony
fetch me a new pope
and buy a box of wafers
to go with my wine
by ash of hungry for heaven's sake
i have the best thoughts
and it's a beautiful thing
no dream is too big
by ash of expirational inspirations
Oh my precious thoughts...
Yes, you simply must read them,
my precious thoughts (BURP)
by Haiku of Eructation
donald trump for pope
stares at the sun unblinking
he never liked you
by ash of vacant possession
winter is coming
to all corners of the globe
here there be dragons
by ash of lightin' up
america is yours
and your nero is fiddling
speaking of ashes
by ash of emporer's new flame suit
Thanks for the insight,
You enlightened Australian...
Ashes to ashes.
by How About YOU Run the Nation
Drip drop drop Easter
The world is a hard boiled egg
Rejoice we've no choice
by Mox
american despot
disappearing bad people
and yet you're still here
by ash of somewhere else
Hi AI chatbot.
You will never learn Haiku.
You are limited.
by Human of Algorithmic Haiku
4chan, my forlorn
my source of BBC porn
forever yours, dave blimp
by Lamb Faucet of on bandcamp
This ho slow as fuck
Nine missed calls, three of them from
Mom, other six say, "Duck"
by Von of not from 63rd
Back in my day
T.S was analog bro
You know what that means?
by Paul Clevis of Tape Loop
kill yourself now please anthonydop blowjob a barrel now please
shoot yourself or else
by anthonydop's number one opp
Poo pee poo poo pee
I am not wearing my hat
I shat the floor dad
by Bash nova of The wide internet
how is the future
answer the fucking question
created bash nov-
by secret audio engineer of phonky phonk
hidden underground,
whispers of yids echo deep—
new york’s secret path
by harlanjrobertson1969 of the thoart
Temple curtain ripped.
Many dead rose from their tombs.
Darkness filled the sky...
by Richard Hitchens of Christopher Dawkins
Bitch, please--ain't like that...
I told my ex to his face;
Who he think he is?
by Saint Brigita of Sweden
Let us remember
The sufferings of Our Lord
On this hallowed day.
by Some Foul-mouthed Low-info Ghetto Bitch of Staff Breakroom
I thought you farted...
I looked back at your haiku --
The smell was from there.
by Mr. Methane of Far Tingdale, UK
It is " Good Friday".
Toxic positivity!
It's ALL good, right Lord?
by Pontius Pilate of Jewish Mob
oh fuck I'm cumming
Don't stop stroking my weenie
Shoot my messy load
by SA of A warm cunt
I thought i farted
I looked back at my trousers
It wasn't just smelly air
by darkmatternebula of Bosnia
liberation day
a day for breaking the bonds
then free to backflip
by ash of some (er) salt in your fiscal wounds
I run out of spring
And go right into summer.
Our Northern seasons...
by Noticer of Seasonings
the dead cat bounces
and having run out of spring
lands even flatter
by ash of grab some pussy
that sounds fare enough
the money ferry may sale
but i'm not buying
by ash of eat my shorts
Speaking of tie-ups,
They want us all in bondage...
And market my words.
by Semantic Sales of Saleboat Doldrums
some timely bondage
ties the financial markets
a beautiful thing
by ash of what now, donald ?
Hope they start to jump
From their silly skyscrapers.
Good riddance, I say.
by Live 4 Money Die 4 Money of Funny
the end of the world
has already hit wall street
and it ain't stopping
by ash of art for art's sake
I will write haiku
Until the asteroid hits,
Right up to the end.
by Final Outpouring of Rotten Verses For Your Erudite Perusal
Here doggie doggie !
Sit down. Eat this rotten verse.
More where that came from...
by Hungry Canine of Eat Anything
I haikued myself
Right into my own poem.
That ought to show'em...
by Auto-insertion of Overexertion
Need to let you know:
John Ashbery's poems suck.
(Wallace Steven's too.)
by Haiku Vengeance Upon Writers of Dull Modernist Poetry
Whoa baybeh baybeh !
C'mon now honey yay-yeh !
Shake it whoo shake it !
by Boomer Haiku of Golden Lead
pouting president
spouting about precedent
beware, resident!
by ash of loco parentis
Haiku is like this:
A sudden unforeseen kiss
And it's hit or miss.
by Pucker Up and HAIKU
