Basho the poet.
If I can go back in time,
I'd show him my schlong.
by Gravitational anomolies ho!
I forgot to add
The answer works out to be
Good old sixty nine
by Eggzactly
To McEggBalot
Or to McEggBalot not
That is the question
by Noticer of Sheggspeare's Omelet
I've hired an agency
to recount all the haiku here.
The results are in
These experts include
a neutral mathematician
and cephalopods
There is no question
Everyone here's a winner
I love all of you
by Noticer of Everything
I've hidden a prize
somewhere in this bad haiku
Hint: the prize is smelly
by You're the winner of The Prize
Oh sunrise Nippon!
Oh school-uniformed young girls!
Defeated nation !
by Emperor Hirohito of Nagasaki
I don't see the dog man
I see the seagull
by Anonymous Poet
You should not read this.
You are not near old enough.
I'll tell your mother.
by Concerned citizen.
But how will you drown?
Swim nude until exhausted
wearing cement shoes?
A better idea
Have Ben and Jerry kill you.
New! Suicide Pints
Last Midnight Snack
Fresh Strawberry Slashed Wrist Swirl
Pretzel Noose Fudge Crunch
Serve it cold slab style
Your choice of tasty mix-ins
In the freezer aisle
by I. Scream of Funeral Parlour
Damn, I love onions
I think they make you horny
(Flashes bright green dink)
by Shrek of Out and About
To Egg McMuffin,
Or not to Egg McMuffin?
That is The Question.
by But the Answer is Forty-two... of so that doesn't really work out, does it?
I would like to drown
in a huge vat of ice cream.
Haagen Dazs coffee.
On a full stomach
of lox and cream cheese bagels.
And asparagus.
The asparagus
in a lemon butter sauce.
And fresh ground pepper.
The bagel sandwich
of course with tomatoes and
thinly sliced onions.
As for the ice cream,
I will just swim nude and free.
No wet suit, thank you.
You want left overs?
I guess that would be a mocha.
I'm so devious.
by Death Wish.
Oh my effing G!
That old man is VHS.
Previous Jap life!
by Tell me I'm wrong!
The old man is gone,
but he left his pic on here
so I'll toss one off.
by "You still here, sushi boy?! I guess you want some more!" of Squeal, piggy!
The old man is gone!
The wise poet of dog-verse
has taken his leave.
by Darth Finally Got to Him of Android
Dinos, dinks, and poo.
The gentlemen samurai
rolling in their graves.
by If they could, they would commit suicide a 2nd time. of After reading the things here.
Anywho... he's hot.
Squeal like a piggy, boy!
Jap deliverance.
by Redneck in Japan
The rotten dog guy.
The guy at top of this page!
Up at the top right.
If you don't see him,
maybe you're just on your phone.
He's got text balloon.
by These rotten verses even a dog will not eat. of You don't see that?!?! Rotten dog guy.
What a sight to see
Watching dinosaurs go poop
Did they bury it?
Someone fill me in
Did dinosaurs have big dinks?
Who would know this stuff?
by Anonymous Poet
When someone tells you
you give head like a porn star
What do you say back?
Probably, nothing.
It's not proper etiquette
talking while eating
by Free 24 Hour Advice Hotline of Under Old Willow
I once saw a dog
all alone, trotting along
with a paper bag
by My name is Rover of Alpoholics Anonymous
What the what the what?
Who is the rotten dog guy?
Hate him already
by Boner of Contention
That rotten dog guy,
I bet he'd give head for cash.
I mean, look at him.
by Just look!
Pumpkin spice blow jobs.
Milf, soccer mom, hippie head.
Fragrant relaxing.
by Time to unbox my nuclear powered Fleshlight. of Fuel rods ready. Control rods in place. Coolant flowing.... Let's do this!
Great behinds stink alike.
Yes, that's six syllables.
I don't care.
by It's always time for cheese! of Fromunda fromage homage
the Jack-Off-Lantern
from the makers of
Fleshlight
Pumpkin Spice Scented
And for the Ladies
Your Hollow won't be Sleepy
Headless Horsecock Dong
by Made in China (Like the China Virus) of Genuine Trump Silicone
Timer! Just saw that
watching vintage commercials
couple days ago
by Noticer of wagon wheels ! Ha ha
Humpin' a pumpkin
is only a sin if the
pumpkin is a dude.
by Leviticus something something. of And the Lord sayeth thou may humpeth the fruits of the field, but not the gay fruits, for that is detestible.
But why get them out?!
Let the candy corn stay there.
Sugar rush all day.
Or tie them on a string and pull them out at a rate of about 2 per second at the moment of climax, just like the working girls do in Paris. Yes, I am a salesman for Brach's candy. How did you know?
by Anonymous Poet
You got it backwards.
Tootsie Rolls taste like cat poop.
Yes, I have tried both.
Candy paired with poop.
While visiting Germany.
They're into that there.
by Never again!... I mean never again for Tootsie Rolls. The poop wasn't anywhere near as bad. of Boost your microbiome! LOL!
Oh that cheesy guy...
Is our poet feeling bleu
Thinking of fromage?
by Le Duc of Rennet
Oh that cheesy guy...
Is our poet feeling bleu
Thinking of fromage?
by Le Duc of Rennet
Autumn mysteries......
How do you get candy corn
out of your sphincter?
Why does cat feces
look and taste like Tootsie Rolls?
Sin to screw pumpkins?
by Pipe layer of Laying pumpkin spice pipe
Bruce Springsteen's birthday
Is that the Jersey Devil?
Or just him grunting?
by Greetings of Dingleberry Park
Broadcast Disruption
Tentacled Difficulties
Please Stand By x 8
by Broadcast of Cephalopodcast
Tentacled surprise
on South Carolina beach
Cephalopod News
by Cephalopod Update of Channel 8
Could constipate, though
But I'm sure the poetry
would find a way out
by Dank Johnplugger
I'd make it for you
Extra sharp Vermont cheddar
with Gruyere/ Jarlsberg
Put down the Balut
Eat macaroni and cheese
It sticks to your ribs
by Cheesus Christ of Almighty
But I do not think.
My sphincter does the writing.
Black hole collapsing.
by Here it clap and sing.
Sometimes you are me.
It is identity theft.
Are you entertained?
Please entertain us.
Do not enter my anus.
Exit Uranus.
by I still feel sad for Pluto.
I miss my surf board.
I also miss fancy cheese.
Surf boards of cheddar?!?
Fondu wave surfing
on a fantasy planet
or the holodeck.
by Drowning in Gruyere. of What a way to go.
Sometimes Darth thinks that
I'm the only poet here.
Darth, I might be Shit . . .
by Haiku Hologram of Holistic Horror
Some people are good.
But not if they are poets.
Or Filippinos.
by God told me your address. of I drove by your house. I need a 50BMG.
Sometimes I think Darth
is the only poet here
Shit, I might be Darth
by Who am I? of How did I end up here?
When Flatulence Kills...
(LIVE) Methane Lab Explosion
Watch Smellovision
by Anonymous Poet of Channel 2
All the poets here
They live in different time zones
but they're all the same
by Anonymous Poet
Darth, you wrote that book,
That rambling weird-ass book.
Has it sold that well?
by Live Evil of Vile Levi
The dispensaries
Since legal, there are plenty
It's like a candy store!
by Noticer of Devil's Lettuce
this address right here
owned by an evil wizard
I can't wait to move
by Anonymous Poet
In America
how many dispenseries
are up and running?
I need to get high.
Like really need, not just want.
And then watch South Park.
by like all night long
