10/11/99 |
Oh, it's you again Your presence fills the air like A fart at sunrise |
10/12/99 |
Just watched "Titanic" And had no intermission My ass hurts like hell |
10/13/99 |
Telemarketers And stinky little dung beetles... Can't tell them apart |
10/14/99 |
Beautiful grass fields Brighten up the city scene Bulldozed for parking |
10/15/99 |
Oh this room smells like A dead platypus rotting Damn you, Taco Bell |
10/18/99 |
Postcard from a friend He drank the water in Spain What an idiot. |
10/19/99 |
In San Diego I got sunburned, it flakes Like the Himalayan snows |
10/20/99 |
Tiny leprechauns Dancing on both my nipples... That's it, no more crack! |
10/21/99 |
Is the glass half full? Or is the glass half empty? The glass is too big. |
10/22/99 |
Maybe we're just turds Floating in the great commode Of the universe |
10/25/99 |
Trying to escape The stench of your coffee breath This is office hell |
10/26/99 |
I took a big frog Up to the top of the stairs Perhaps he will bounce |
10/27/99 |
In the car ahead A bimbo checks her makeup At every light |
10/28/99 |
The drive-thru bonehead Has the brain of a titmouse *SMACK* with my tire iron! |
10/29/99 |
Three dorks in the woods Run from the unseen danger And make millions |
11/2/99 |
Vacantly staring She reads the nightly newscast Peroxide robot |
11/3/99 |
So transparent are All the beautiful people I see right through them |
11/4/99 |
Smothered with cheddar Or dunked in zesty ranch dip Wondrous broccoli |
11/5/99 |
I saw Mickey Mouse Printed on a Happy Meal My cookies were tossed |
11/6/99 |
Whither Michael J.? His pale zombie skin and his Swappable noses |
11/9/99 |
The zit exploded With the force of a small bomb Must clean the mirror |
11/10/99 |
Foolishly I napped With my contact lenses in Now they're stuck like glue |
11/11/99 |
The old man knelt down Clutching a bag of bran flakes And worshipped the squid |
11/12/99 |
They say that bugs are Healthy sources of protein. Oh look, there's a roach... |
11/15/99 |
Floaters are good luck Sinkers are a bad omen Read the bowl with care |
11/16/99 |
(Guest poem by Scott, written
in the 7th grade!) When the bomb blows up Your blood splatters all over Leaving a big mess. |
11/17/99 |
Meet Jesse Jackson, The defender of hoodlums Now he is one too. |
11/18/99 |
Maybe those bran flakes Are really just dandruff from Some big hairy guy |
11/19/99 |
Dogs may have owners But those with cats know well that Cats only have staff |
11/22/99 |
Something deep inside Is gnawing away at me Hey, where's my gerbil? |
11/23/99 |
I clicked on the mouse To retrieve my special file It's gone...damn Windows |
11/24/99 |
Something knocked me out On the special day of thanks Good old tryptophane |
11/25/99 |
I'll be out of town For the holiday until Monday. No haikus!! |
11/29/99 |
Why would somebody Say you're the most special, then Shred you with silence? |
11/30/99 |
Steel blood is flowing Through concrete veins as first light Bleeds into the sky |
12/1/99 |
Toasted perfection Smeared with fattening cream cheese O holy bagel |
12/3/99 |
The Christmas robots Now have their shopping orders They'll buy what they're told |
12/7/99 |
What's up with NASA? Expensive probe bites the dust Who's really surprised? |
12/8/99 |
I bought a bagel With onions and garlic, OH! Now my breath peels paint |
12/9/99 |
Single-driver cars Cruising in the carpool lane... Road rage justified |
12/10/99 |
Beware the mullet Lurking on the heads of hicks With peach-fuzz faces |
12/13/99 |
To the gym they go Fitness fascists in action Image is their world |
12/14/99 |
Is it me, or do Crustaceans resemble Gigantic insects? |
12/15/99 |
T.V. church robot Shoots judgments my way, but I Dance on Vaseline |
12/16/99 |
Dinner at Sea World: Dolphin steaks and seaweed stew With tuna pudding |
1/3/00 |
Sixteen hundred miles And twenty-three long hours Many snack-food meals |
1/5/00 |
Crossed the Fremont Bridge Into the hippy village Chai tea, I am yours |
1/8/00 |
Stupid mistakes made In jealousy and heartbreak Stain the soul with guilt |
1/10/00 |
Hot dogs microwaved For a few seconds too long Make a meaty mess |
1/14/00 |
Love's a pesky thing It can stick to you much like Shit to a blanket |
1/17/00 |
One of Randy's cats Yakked up dinner on the floor I suspect Shiva |
1/21/00 |
Not a lovely thought: Your fast food hamburger was Sneezed upon and served |
1/28/00 |
Big round purple tube Mixed with water and fire Smoke begins to rise |
1/30/00 |
Big guys with no necks Have childish fights on the grass Superbowl Sunday |
1/31/00 |
Megatons of poo From the very dawn of time Pushed by dung beetles |
2/6/00 |
It's an addiction That has conquered millions They call it eBay |
2/12/00 |
At Sonja's party Tragedy struck in the form Of wax on carpet |
2/23/00 |
The workaholic Trades his friends for work hours Crater for a soul |
3/6/00 |
T.V. Guide Awards Wasted airtime for groups of Vacuous nitwits |
3/7/00 |
Amazon.com Pays me to work in Toyland It's a Barbie hell |
3/15/00 |
Guest goth haiku submitted by Lydia Arnold: I must wear all black and use all the eyeliner Have you seen my ankh? |
4/7/00 |
Guest haiku submitted by Lydia Arnold: I do hate the mall I wish that it would blow up Why do people breed? |
4/18/00 |
Guest haiku submitted by Michael Chance: so damn annoying bad spelling on a website really berns my shorts |
4/25/00 |
Guest haiku submitted by Janet Streiner: Pretty computers Tasty new colors and shapes Don't affect function |
5/2/00 |
Seatmate on the bus Reeks of cigars and dried sweat I'm trapped in smell hell |
5/5/00 |
Long-legged spider Lurking up in the corner The bastard must die! |
5/18/00 |
Farted on the bus Bus seats do not conceal sound Several heads turned |
6/21/00 |
A dozen yuppies Standing in line at Starbucks Caffeine-drugged robots |
8/5/00 |
I need new haikus I'm too lazy to write them Oh wait, never mind... |
8/13/00 |
Guest haiku submitted by Lydia Arnold: Flowers are pretty Cemeteries have them cheap Me, going to hell? |