Friday, December 15, 2006

Haiku Friday

Killer shows his cultured side, sort of.

blogging is too hard
being funny every day
when wit fails, say balls.

my feet really stink
biohazard suits are worn
too fat to wash them

i must work tonight
first of seven in a row
old man poop for all


mist1 said...

The haiku is my favorite form of poetry.

Sitting in a bar
I know that it is morning
I am unemployed

Sniffing my laundry
I can't tell if I have worn
These panties before

Liz said...

I don't understand
How to write Haiku poems
I must be stupid

othurme said...

Who do we appreciate?
That does not rhyme.

Burg said...

This is all just so beautiful..

As I wipe the tears from my eyes, I feel inspired to get up and do nothing for the rest of the night.

chad said...

you've gotta love the haiku. particularly if, like myself, you are among the creatively-impaired:

what other art form
requires the artist to do
nothing more than count?

Joey said...

I know this is late
Smells like someone cut the cheese
Maybe it was Liz