Hey Jackie P S
Good to see you...where you been
I'm sick of Haiku

Bettie White is old
Really old like one hundred
Tough old bitch she is




[edit on 9-7-2009 by Excitable_Boy]

Sorry to get off topic but there is like this ad on the right of my screen of this woman with really big perfect breasts.....and it says "Play Now".....really makes me want to play now...with those boobs.

Sorry...back to the Haiku

Big breasts are cool man
Only if they hang nicely
Perky and free them

No one really likes
Flappy slappy flapjack boobs
Bra them hangers up

[edit on 9-7-2009 by Excitable_Boy]

pulling random strokes
lively poets babble, smooth
shy expectation

Solo strokes never
Happen randomly otherwise
It just wood not work

Alcoholic prick
Ride the liquid horse to hell
Drown in its river

The boy never cries
And death takes a holiday
The girl gasps for air

weird mood in here tonight

or - is it just me?

still breath held does call
weeping dogs with howling crows
raw thoughts at my door

[edit on 7/10/2009 by Spiramirabilis]

I know I love you
But I just can't live with you
Or without you dear.

- Carrot

Old poets evolve
preying, erupting, smiling
dimly, dryly dried

you know who I am
yet i still cannot find you
will you find me then?

Honey, did you fart?
Sorry...guess it was the dog
Does smell like kibble

She's the sun and moon
Dance and sing in the sunlight
Dream in the moonlight

young crows sky first flight
raucous falling calls delight
black on blue happy

She is the oyster
The one containing the pearl
Black like her dead heart

blazing awestruck babes
obey old poets roaming
sneezing madmen crash

Take a deep breath and
Count to ten...one, two, three, four...
Yes honey...love it

[edit on 14-7-2009 by Excitable_Boy]

lemon peels savor
shrieking tugging lovely waifs
emerge sad blues tune