8912 and 8914 are
not mine and I refuse to play
this game if posers are going
to use my goddamn handle
fuck five seven five I'm pissed!!!!
by Windsong
accomplishment stalled.
know what should be done right now.
want to run outside.
by ferret70 of chicago
It matters not what
I posses, a bulldogs ass
will win every time.
by Saint
"and no one heard at
all; not even the chair." Did
that surprise you, Neil?
by ferret70 of chicago
"I know a girl, and
they call her macarena."
drive this from my head!
by ferret70 of chicago
"bingo, bangle, bungle,
I'm so happy in the jungle;
I refuse to go..."
by boola
"here i go; i'm on
the road again; there i go;
I'm up on the stage"
by ferret70 of chicago
Is it hard to find
shoes to fit those too many
of your big, square feet?!
by Windsong
"let's bungle in the
jungle; that's all right by me."
leaves drip soft sad pain
by ferret70 of chicago
Is it hard to find
shoes to fit those too many
of your big square feet?!
by Windsong
and from time to time
i have to whine about that
convertible could-have.
by ferret70 of chicago
Wherever L R
Lives now, I think about her
At least once a week.
by ferret70 of chicago
13 years it's been.
Still amazed at all the crap
I would have been spared.
by ferret70 of chicago
this response is late:
"pr0n" is slang for porn, you see
i 5p34k m4d l33t y0
by furthur8
lovely flowers come
give eyes something closer to
imagination
by Miss Everything
for oblivious,
can't top a teenage bookworm
on his way to work.
by ferret70 of chicago
for oblivious,
can't top a teenage bookworm
on his way to work.
by ferret70 of chicago
Fall of '87
too damn dumb to notice she
was hitting on me.
by ferret70 of chicago
I should have got in
L. R's convertible when
she offered a ride.
by ferret70 of chicago
Wind - I have a house
twenty four hundred square feet
and just me lives there.
by Saint
adding insult to
ignorance as a book to
a cover - unreviewed
by quasimodo
I heard the egos
take the money and hum: you
will do as they say
by quasimodo
Spring' warm loving kiss
Incites the crowds to wander.
I'm still stuck in here.
by ferret70 of chicago
twat-whistle and shaint,
geronimo haunts the wide
world outside your ass
by quasimodo
power play, power
PAY - squawkin' politicos
hot after money
by quasimodo
competing with the
birth-defects in Sanders, this
myopic clique scores
by quasimodo
Wow -- a bulldog's ass?
I'm getting extremely hot.
"Here, doggy....come here..."
by Windsong
I sense a coming
reference to a rhyme about
granny's cock or two...
by spooooon!
How bad am I you
ask? Even eighty year old
prostitutes decline.
by Saint
Woman ask themselves
A bulldogs ass? or Saint? They
choose the bulldogs ass!
by Saint
Who would be looking?
It would be pure tongue action
and a sense of touch.
by Windsong
I am the poster
boy for getting cosmetic
surgery performed
by Saint
Windsong, been drinking?
No one offers to go down
after seeing me.
by Saint
Pot? Saint? Did you say
pot? If I go down on you,
will you share the pot?
by Windsong
Can I be "Haiku"
I've been very bad today
Spank me hard Windsong
by Saint
"BAD haiku! Bad, BAD!
That's very naughty, Haiku,
what you just did. BAD."
by Windsong
Hey, what's your vector,
Victor, I picked a bad day
to quit smokin pot.
by Saint
They aren't as good, Saint
And stop calling me Shirley
-an "Airplane" tribute
by spooon
Mama says stupid
is as stupid does. Mama
is stupid. Very.
by Windsong
wow one word per line
most impressive bad haiku
mine just blows big goats
by bob jones esq
What stupid haikus
you all write, surely they aren't
as good as mine are.
by Saint
Hippopotamus
epidemiology
excruciating
by SPOON!
my alter-ego
superficial superman
criteria met
by SPOOOOOON!
Your sources say no?
Well who asked you anyway,
you stupid 8 ball!?
by George's bush
(translation)don't lose the money
what do you think of the girl?
no kiss for you (bye)
by tracy puddle of portland
verliert das geld nicht
wie findest du das madchen?
kein kuss fur dich (tchuss)
by tracy puddle of portland
haiku seems easy
but getting five syllables
and then seven is --
by miro of portland
my name is miro
i often skip my classes
you gotta relax
by tracy puddle of portland
the man in the moon
peers through my bedroom window
goddam peeping tom
by tracy puddle of portland
Muppet doctor here
Elmo needs a test tickle
How 'bout granny's balls
by sweaty-toothed madman
