Sunday, November 30, 2003
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I am accomplished-
Three essays in one hour
Type type type real fast
# posted by 7 @ 11:45 PM
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kitty on my lap
we have an understanding
I pet her, she purrs
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:10 PM
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revisited by
the pimples i thought were gone
but the past repeats
# posted by Jackie @ 11:20 AM
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flame resistance pants
are important on some days
i feel so damn hot
# posted by Jackie @ 11:17 AM
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can't drink well water
without thinking of baby
jessica stuck there
# posted by Jackie @ 11:16 AM
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i said, "let's snuggle
for a minute," so he
looked at the clock first
# posted by Jackie @ 11:15 AM
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christmas gifts for me
are really easy, my friends-
give baskets of cash
# posted by Jackie @ 11:14 AM
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Saturday, November 29, 2003
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write "unlovable"
sideways on your wrist and you
will feel like i do
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:54 PM
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x2? i heard that
wolverine is the same guy
and that he was goooooooooooooooood.
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:50 PM
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just a morning fog
rolling along too slowly
blocking my good view
# posted by Diana @ 3:15 PM
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i'll miss the skyline
city lights keeping me safe
never lonely here
# posted by Diana @ 3:14 PM
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Friday, November 28, 2003
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Saw X2 today
Wolverine and Rogue should kiss
Magneto kicks ass
# posted by 7 @ 11:23 PM
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look out the window
light clouds floating by the moon
I enjoy the sky
# posted by Anonymous @ 7:05 PM
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Thursday, November 27, 2003
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five five five five five
seven seven seven sev-
five five five five five
# posted by Anonymous @ 6:31 PM
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Wednesday, November 26, 2003
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Diana taught me
How to kick woochata ass
That's educAsian
# posted by 7 @ 8:40 PM
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Tuesday, November 25, 2003
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Tiny bowl, huge spoon
I feel large and small at once
Eat me, drink me, please
# posted by 7 @ 8:07 PM
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Saltwater bathtub
That's where tiny lions drink
Freshwater kills them
# posted by 7 @ 8:07 PM
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The flip of a coin
Will it land on heads or tails
Probability
# posted by 7 @ 8:06 PM
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Remove your glasses
Unbutton your pants and shirt
Turn up the music
# posted by 7 @ 8:06 PM
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My brain is deader
Than a cereal box maze
Can't get to the end
# posted by 7 @ 8:06 PM
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Flowers and birdies
Smash into windows
Haiku envy is a pity
# posted by S. @ 4:24 PM
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it's all about flow
about making your words fit
in a tiny box
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:21 PM
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it's five seven five--
not "jack kerouac fanclub"
our fucking rules rule
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:19 PM
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you know i bet that
kerouac's corpse couldn't write
a haiku for shit
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:16 PM
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Betrayal, a better part of
Your daft personality
Eyes roll when we talk
# posted by S. @ 11:42 AM
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i chewed my nails off
then spat the remains into
a chunky style soup
# posted by Jackie @ 11:10 AM
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my bathroom's my den
while i pee and while i poo
i read chapter two
# posted by Jackie @ 11:09 AM
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i own sixty bras
which is a lot for only
these two anthill jokes
# posted by Jackie @ 11:07 AM
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lately the guitar
gets me through my nights but still-
no one's listening
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:21 AM
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what i think is fun
other people do not get
but no complaints here
# posted by Diana @ 1:01 AM
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utterly alone
black lace lingerie, the cure
goth porno movie
# posted by Diana @ 12:57 AM
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alone hanging out
six people drinking cheap beer
call it a party
# posted by Diana @ 12:46 AM
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hard time for the nip
stuck here in the rice paddy
no kama sutra
# posted by Diana @ 12:44 AM
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Trying too hard
Painting your elbows velvet
Your face--crusty covered in cum
# posted by S. @ 12:34 AM
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some people should die
writing bad haiku is not
accepted right here
# posted by Diana @ 12:32 AM
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Monday, November 24, 2003
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missing her white lies
the girl who taught me to cry
in this world i'll die
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:58 PM
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missed her miming me:
all the bitches love me cause
they know i can fuck
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:48 PM
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An Ode to myself:
Why are you writing haiku
with perfect strangers?
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:41 PM
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Ode to Diana:
You're not really a Jap
'cept for your tight pussy
# posted by S. @ 6:40 PM
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Sometimes life
is subject to burnination
Excuse my panic attack
# posted by S. @ 6:39 PM
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I feel like having
A bottle of something in
A brown paper bag
# posted by FlickMontana @ 5:53 PM
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"i'll kill you, then rape
you, then you can rape me" she
said. i dig this girl.
# posted by Anonymous @ 3:08 PM
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janice homemade stew
can beat any soup kitchen
better than campbell's
# posted by Diana @ 12:36 AM
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ode to the fader:
do you use your umbrella
to avoid cancer
# posted by Diana @ 12:30 AM
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ode to sabrina:
idolizes marilyn
should be vice versa
# posted by Diana @ 12:29 AM
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ode to damien:
please step out of the station
life is passing by
# posted by Diana @ 12:28 AM
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ode to justiny:
on the up escalator
but "she's" on the down
# posted by Diana @ 12:27 AM
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Sunday, November 23, 2003
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Writing vivid three lined poems
spinning a web of words
Stick with your form--so office space.
# posted by S. @ 11:01 PM
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Ode to Victoria:
I know your Secret
Using Heidi Klume is underhanded
# posted by S. @ 10:46 PM
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Ode to webmaster:
Eminem is a Post Modern Joke
so six months ago
# posted by S. @ 10:44 PM
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ode to barrios:
one day your robot body
will disintegrate
# posted by Diana @ 10:41 PM
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ode to self reference:
you are my narcississtic
pat on the backside
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:40 PM
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ode to metaphor:
yes sir, everything is you
especially "it"
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:38 PM
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ode to justiny:
he is a post-grunge rebel
looking for freckles
# posted by Diana @ 10:37 PM
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an ode to myself:
your fake metaphors are sad
they are summer snow
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:36 PM
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ode to diana:
you've got no exit signs so
you break fire codes
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:32 PM
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Ode to Justiny-
That was so goddamn funny
You deserve a prize
# posted by 7 @ 9:46 PM
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here's an ode to odes:
you're not at all odious
you're s ode licious
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:05 PM
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an ode to jane-ice:
i have found that my manhood
is quite inspiring
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:00 PM
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ode to sah-brine-ah:
your "poems" are like dirty
needles, they cause aids
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:59 PM
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Ode to Justiny-
You find large inspirations
In the smallest things
# posted by 7 @ 3:53 PM
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Pass me by unharmed
Just let me hold out my hand
And feel your jacket
# posted by 7 @ 3:53 PM
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Girl at the bookstore
She was with her ugly friend
They bought magazines
# posted by 7 @ 3:53 PM
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Waiting for green light
Watch people in other cars
Everyone's alone
# posted by 7 @ 3:53 PM
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Hand-in-hand they stroll
So symbiotically
Wishing for something
# posted by 7 @ 3:52 PM
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The guy, the girl kiss
Everything is a novel
One more best-seller
# posted by 7 @ 3:52 PM
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A Pisces, A Cancer
Kurt & Courtney complex
We know how this ends
# posted by S. @ 12:14 PM
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i drive him crazy
he's supposed to support me
that drives me crazy
# posted by Jackie @ 8:32 AM
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polish girls drink lots
me, i'm twenty-five percent
i try to keep up
# posted by Jackie @ 8:31 AM
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identical twins
one person split into two
patty duke complex
# posted by Diana @ 6:23 AM
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there is just one rule
do not talk about fight club
do not forget it
# posted by Diana @ 6:23 AM
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my leg is shaking
with sexual frustration
spring feelings in fall
# posted by Diana @ 6:22 AM
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thinking with passion
about hip bones and blue eyes
frustration in class
# posted by Diana @ 6:22 AM
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two yawns in a row
waiting for an itchy palm
yawns bring no money
# posted by Diana @ 6:21 AM
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i'm writing haikus
ignoring class presentations
trying to stay zen
# posted by Diana @ 6:21 AM
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tripping down the stairs
she can't hear what's behind her
then bloody footprints
# posted by Diana @ 6:21 AM
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taste salt on his neck
human magarita glass
you are my liquor
# posted by Diana @ 6:20 AM
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pinching her eyes shut
her mouth is a rounded O
red marks down his back
# posted by Diana @ 6:19 AM
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her hand moves across
paper, swift, like small ripples
in a man-made lake
# posted by Diana @ 6:19 AM
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what is that black speck
a fly in my cereal
eat it anyway
# posted by Diana @ 6:19 AM
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protagonist girl
wants to have sex with old men
they all reject her
# posted by Diana @ 6:18 AM
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explosion of sorts
metal and glassy sparks float
shrapnel in the eye
# posted by Diana @ 6:18 AM
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Saturday, November 22, 2003
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my ode to jane ice:
i ripped you off hardcore-like
flattery is fun
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:26 PM
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ode to the girl who
plays soccer in games i ref:
please go out with me
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:23 PM
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ode to shannyn s:
your hair is the best ever
i would marry it
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:23 PM
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ode to anna stern:
you want to make out with me
i'm the seth-esque one
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:21 PM
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Ode to Seth Cohen:
I want to make out with you
You're the funny one
# posted by 7 @ 9:26 PM
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Make it disappear
Make white sparks come out of it
Make it come alive
# posted by 7 @ 9:24 PM
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The entire earth
Is a faded parking lot
No spaces are left
# posted by 7 @ 9:15 PM
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Harry S. Truman-
"If you cannot convince them,
Confuse them." Awesome!
# posted by 7 @ 9:09 PM
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Friday, November 21, 2003
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I followed some train
tracks to an overpass; the
wood bridge was rotten.
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:41 PM
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I walked in some woods.
The leaves were gone- I saw light
where the dark should be
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:40 PM
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Feel like Staypuff
Want to stab my insides
Bloody panties
# posted by S. @ 3:09 PM
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Here is three
Lines of Verbosity
I gave up on syllables
# posted by S. @ 3:06 PM
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standing in the sun
made me feel warm and alive...
So i wrote haiku.
# posted by Anonymous @ 7:31 AM
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leftover tacos
make my stomach grumble but
not in a good way
# posted by Jackie @ 5:07 AM
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interview for job
answer questions with questions
how much will i make?
# posted by Jackie @ 5:06 AM
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Wednesday, November 19, 2003
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Who're all these new
People writing the haikus
Pleonasm swarms
# posted by 7 @ 10:26 PM
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i wish i had known
it was my first lesson learned:
all scene girls are whores
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:40 PM
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without you, before
i had some clue where i was
now i'm, everywhere
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:36 PM
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still call him justin?
it's mc wackaholic!
white boy actin hard
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:33 PM
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new guy is so fly?
long last name, but no word flow
like a white nelly
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:26 PM
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sah-brine-ah shouldn't
be let near a computer
her pussy can't count
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:23 PM
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Diana is a Jap
I am a Guinea
A German completes our Axis
# posted by S. @ 12:09 AM
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Three weeks ago
Almost crapped my pants
Malibu Canyon is a long drive
# posted by S. @ 12:04 AM
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I know you don't like me
My vagina wants to be route 66
We all know where this is going
# posted by S. @ 12:03 AM
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When you like me back
I want to stab my pussy
And pee in your mouth
# posted by S. @ 12:02 AM
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Post Modern Art
Throwing off--established status quo
Fuck your 5-7-5
# posted by S. @ 12:02 AM
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Tuesday, November 18, 2003
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Nice to meet you, Bob
Just how many syllables
Does your last name have?
# posted by 7 @ 10:11 AM
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In Time Magazine
They just called Tupac Shakur
The "gansta Jesus"
# posted by 7 @ 10:07 AM
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I eat cereal
I watch the rain, watch the fog
Listen to Tom Waits
# posted by 7 @ 10:07 AM
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that's right kids, new guy
spittin the fives and sevens
like a black eminem
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:15 AM
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i'm building a fort
cushions, pillows, and bedsheets
for hiding bodies
# posted by Jackie @ 6:43 AM
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if i am confused
i'll pretend you said something
like "your ass is hot"
# posted by Jackie @ 6:42 AM
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there is just one clue
conservatory, Green, wrench
incorrect answer
# posted by Diana @ 3:15 AM
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self destruction force
looking for a new outlet
but that socket shocks
# posted by Diana @ 3:13 AM
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Monday, November 17, 2003
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whatever I do
the impact is minimal
worth, it seems, nothing
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:33 PM
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Life has become dull
I no longer enjoy things
nothing seems worth it
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:32 PM
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my cat is asleep
she's folded herself in half
a contortionist
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:43 PM
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I told Jon he looked
Like a small, white sixties hulk
Or maybe penis
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:11 PM
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"Hello future me.
So, do you wanna make out?"
"Hell yeah," he replies.
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:08 PM
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"Do you think I'm still
pretty now?" she said, plunging
the knife a third time.
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:03 PM
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I could be one more
Hopeless romantic, but I'd
Rather be a plant
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:01 PM
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If my body lies
over the ocean then I
ask "where is my mind?"
# posted by Anonymous @ 7:57 PM
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fish talk by farting
streams of bubbles bursting out
but what do they mean?
# posted by Anonymous @ 3:08 PM
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Eat a quiet lunch
Partly sunny, partly grey
Message Sabrina
# posted by 7 @ 11:38 AM
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into my airspace
stealing all the oxygen
suffocation blues
# posted by Diana @ 9:53 AM
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tell secrets to foes
pull them in closer with lies
the dirty bastards
# posted by Diana @ 9:41 AM
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no holes in my chucks
just lonely grey shoelaces
Disintegrated
# posted by Diana @ 9:39 AM
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live in the eighties
with cusack and miss ringwald
Cure in the background
# posted by Diana @ 9:35 AM
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at the post office
a girl cuts in front of me
shoot her with my gun
# posted by Diana @ 9:31 AM
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Some day soon for me-
Sit down and write some comics
Have someone draw them
# posted by 7 @ 4:34 AM
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Saturday? Oh, wait
That's actually what I do
Every day. All day.
# posted by Anonymous @ 2:57 AM
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Saturday for me
Let's see, I'll read some comics
Then I'll read comics
# posted by Anonymous @ 2:56 AM
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Saturdays for J.
I sleep as much as I can
Every day is cool
# posted by 7 @ 2:37 AM
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saturdays for me
watch the world through my window
there is nothing real
# posted by Diana @ 2:04 AM
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Satudays for Sab-
Wash her sheets, sleep on the roof
She owns lots of shoes
# posted by 7 @ 1:22 AM
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No email for days
Except for stupid email
I want real email
# posted by 7 @ 1:15 AM
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I'd date anyone
if they looked like Johnny Depp
he could make me gay
# posted by Anonymous @ 1:08 AM
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staring in the mirror
she can't recognize herself
life of the undead
# posted by Diana @ 1:07 AM
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Best M.I.B. quote-
My IQ may be 87
But I'm not stupid
# posted by 7 @ 1:03 AM
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I would date myself
If I looked like Johnny Depp
Unquestionably
# posted by 7 @ 12:56 AM
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dude, i love the cock
for breakfast, lunch and dinner
next job as fluffer
# posted by Diana @ 12:56 AM
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Also, to clear up-
I really like the boys too
They have penises!
# posted by 7 @ 12:54 AM
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single and happy
loving yourself not a crime
i would date myself
# posted by Diana @ 12:54 AM
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I won't try again
You can only make-out with
Your friends once, you know
# posted by 7 @ 12:51 AM
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J, i like the boys
i don't like the poontang, dear
try again next week
# posted by Diana @ 12:47 AM
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I was just kidding
I don't like to be beaten
But tying is fine
# posted by 7 @ 12:43 AM
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Diana R*****
Let me be your slave someday
Tie me up, beat me
# posted by 7 @ 12:41 AM
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hero of the day
rescues kids from broccoli
what horrid green plants
# posted by Diana @ 12:40 AM
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I'm wasting my life
Same streets, same people, same shit
Let's take a roadtrip
# posted by 7 @ 12:39 AM
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stubbed my toe today
on the corner of my desk
my slave kissed it well
# posted by Diana @ 12:39 AM
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she sleeps in the park
under the stars on the bench
her breath like liquor
# posted by Diana @ 12:36 AM
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I'm wasting my life
Haikuing at 2:30
Could be worse, I guess
# posted by 7 @ 12:32 AM
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I'm wasting my life
I've gotta get out of here
Call me on the phone
# posted by 7 @ 12:31 AM
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I'm wasting my life
No degree, no job, no grades
I like Nirvana.
# posted by 7 @ 12:25 AM
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I'm wasting my life
Sleep all day and chat all night
Sometimes I write, too
# posted by 7 @ 12:24 AM
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I'm wasting my life
Make soup, read books, talk on aim
Fuck going to school
# posted by 7 @ 12:23 AM
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No destination
Remember, it's all a joke
Sometimes I miss you
# posted by 7 @ 12:18 AM
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My abstract ideas
The road in front of us all
Lame acedemics
# posted by 7 @ 12:17 AM
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My dream from last night-
Young girl from the neighborhood
Is now a call-girl.
# posted by 7 @ 12:17 AM
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You always listen
Easily supplied blood taste
You're interesting
# posted by 7 @ 12:16 AM
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I don't know what's real
I imagine backstories
Archaeology
# posted by 7 @ 12:15 AM
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Just walk away now
And don't expect anything
Can't help looking back
# posted by 7 @ 12:15 AM
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Sunday, November 16, 2003
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where went the weekend?
I can't believe it's sunday
I'm wasting my life
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:42 PM
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when I close my eyes
I see a gasping zombie
I enjoy the sight
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:39 PM
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The girl's short black skirt
Reminds me of a damp rag
Her crotch does dishes
# posted by 7 @ 10:36 PM
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knee deep in pussy
though not of strippers and sluts
it's only midgets
# posted by Diana @ 9:59 PM
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what a strange woman
married to a vegetable
and dating a plant
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:42 PM
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follow me down streets
i'll lead you anywhere but
watch for my brake lights
# posted by Jackie @ 11:15 AM
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Ha, ha Diana
You don't want my War on you
Go to Sleep now, Child.
# posted by 7 @ 2:27 AM
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Saturday, November 15, 2003
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If I had a wish
I'd wish there were two of me
I would date myself
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:21 PM
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I have to say that
those last words were not from me
only repeated
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:22 PM
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my enemy's blood
erupts to fill my mouth with
a molten copper
# posted by Anonymous @ 7:34 PM
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whose bagel is this?
why is it in my bath tub?
cream cheese clogged the drain.
# posted by Jackie @ 3:12 PM
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dark by five o'clock
i live under a blanket
start drinking at six
# posted by Jackie @ 3:11 PM
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on and on and on
then the long musical part
built to spill is great
# posted by Diana @ 6:37 AM
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sometimes i stab things
to show people i'm the boss
like tony danza
# posted by Diana @ 6:36 AM
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roastaroma tea
it's for the coffee lover
but it's caffeine free
# posted by Diana @ 6:34 AM
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cereal with soy
milk is not tasty at all
try some whole milk please
# posted by Diana @ 6:33 AM
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he lacks fashion sense
that yellow caped demon boy
ate the Monkey King
# posted by Diana @ 6:30 AM
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Janice, this is fun
but i thought this was a war
i guess i was wrong
# posted by Diana @ 6:29 AM
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Try to drink away
That which I can't sleep away
Polar opposites
# posted by 7 @ 2:50 AM
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so what do you want?
i want to be careless too
but i can't detach
# posted by Anonymous @ 2:26 AM
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will you picture this?
i'm all fury and no fists
all bark and no tree
# posted by Anonymous @ 2:24 AM
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so don't come round here
and tell me "i told you so"
"you're wrong" is my right
# posted by Anonymous @ 2:22 AM
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This is a good song
But I don't know what it's called
Try to sing along
# posted by 7 @ 12:24 AM
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Friday, November 14, 2003
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Saturday, 15th
So give me all of the years
That I having coming
# posted by 7 @ 11:26 PM
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Don't make concessions
I want to do something new
Viva la difference
# posted by 7 @ 11:26 PM
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Permantant ink
Schools lead straight to digressions
Automatically
# posted by 7 @ 11:26 PM
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We interact with people
We don't even know
Vous n'a pas change
# posted by 7 @ 11:25 PM
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Seperate yourself
Backwards, forwards, I don't know
This is the future
# posted by 7 @ 11:25 PM
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"What are you thinking?"
Don't ask me that unless you
Really know me well.
# posted by 7 @ 11:24 PM
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Midnight effusion
Cross my pretty, thin fingers
Look what the tide brings
# posted by 7 @ 11:24 PM
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I'm in Spoonhill Row
I'm just, like, walking around
Come pick me up soon
# posted by 7 @ 11:24 PM
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looking for some tea
I want fucking camomile
not this Lipton shit
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:27 PM
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voodoo baby arm
I am afraid to touch it
wants me to "blaze it"
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:28 PM
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he swings from the trees
on the search for spelling bees
look out, Monkey King
# posted by Diana @ 2:45 PM
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to be a spider
swinging on my own fluids
would totally rule
# posted by Anonymous @ 1:38 PM
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impaled by swordfish
comedy not tragedy
he deserved to die
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:37 AM
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elvis costello
is a great first line, correct
syllable count- five
# posted by Jackie @ 9:44 AM
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i'm fucked when the sex
needs to be repayed with food
we do it backwards
# posted by Jackie @ 9:43 AM
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she spoke in latin
but this was not early rome
i shrugged my shoulders
# posted by Diana @ 9:24 AM
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dreaming of zombies
thanks for not eating my brain
that tap dance was great
# posted by Diana @ 9:21 AM
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you're right i'm jealous
trading in brown eyes for green
they match my scarf now
# posted by Diana @ 9:17 AM
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resist temptation
by focusing on mix tapes
not on your blue eyes
# posted by Diana @ 9:15 AM
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helpless in kitchens
i have boys cook for me now
repay them with sex
# posted by Diana @ 9:12 AM
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helpless in kitchens
i cry when i'm confused by
too many sauces
# posted by Jackie @ 7:27 AM
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clean up your messes
you've left too many spots here
where i go to sleep
# posted by Jackie @ 7:26 AM
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good luck with that cheese
i don't think it's supposed to
be that hard or green
# posted by Jackie @ 7:24 AM
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high school reunion
men lined up to kiss my feet
boys i once wanted
# posted by Jackie @ 7:24 AM
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i fought the law and
the law didn't even win
t'was a mistrial
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:19 AM
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Thursday, November 13, 2003
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Look, we're all alike:
Dancing alone in our rooms
Synchronization
# posted by 7 @ 10:25 PM
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Hai means amusement
Seven syllables go here
And ku means sentence
# posted by 7 @ 10:25 PM
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Bang out a story
Watch the sunrise and eat toast
Life can be ok
# posted by 7 @ 10:25 PM
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Control your climax
Use benzocaine lubricant
Anesthetized cock
# posted by 7 @ 10:24 PM
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All along the road
A human storm approaches
Soon the rain will come
# posted by 7 @ 10:24 PM
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All their songs shoot blanks
They used to be so good, too
There were angry fights
# posted by 7 @ 10:23 PM
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Misguided notion-
I don't want to lose 5 pounds
Stop spamming me
# posted by 7 @ 10:23 PM
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I love you much more
Than my supercool bandaid
It has hearts on it
# posted by 7 @ 10:23 PM
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"But the strange part is
It doesn't hurt when I pee."
-Overheard in line
# posted by 7 @ 10:23 PM
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"Whip It," by Devo
M.I.B. is so damn cool
Whip it, whip it good
# posted by 7 @ 10:22 PM
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Plotting and scheming
You back-peddle so quickly
Don't AIM me again.
# posted by 7 @ 10:22 PM
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Where is the sandman?
Poetry revolution
Because I can't sleep
# posted by 7 @ 10:22 PM
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Would you like a drink?
Absolutely subtle hints
As long as it's free
# posted by 7 @ 10:22 PM
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Argumentative
More literary bullshit
Go fuck yourself please
# posted by 7 @ 10:22 PM
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88 miles per hour
Play cupid to mom and dad
Fluxcapacitor
# posted by 7 @ 10:21 PM
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Here lies my friend Anne
Her body holds her shape well
Memorabilia
# posted by 7 @ 10:21 PM
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All his yellow youth
The boy wrote illegibly
Now he's a genius.
# posted by 7 @ 10:21 PM
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Elephantine eyes
One, two, three, four, ready, go
Victory's fleeting
# posted by 7 @ 10:21 PM
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London fairy girl
Add me to your list of stars
I want to bleed songs
# posted by 7 @ 10:20 PM
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How can you sleep when
(two seconds of static, then-)
The bed is burning
# posted by 7 @ 10:20 PM
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the evil clone will
be exposed by his very poor
yawning and twitching
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:09 PM
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poet's say beauty
is everywhere around, but
I just say "xioaboing"
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:06 PM
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Fully interactive
A great view of Central Park
Three bedrooms, two bath
# posted by 7 @ 9:18 PM
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this thing is only
a moss encrusted echo
never was human
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:06 PM
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you have quite a view
why are you sleeping to death?
you'll miss everything
# posted by Diana @ 8:42 PM
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it's not what you say
that smile is just enough
the ending is sweet
# posted by Diana @ 8:41 PM
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my hand down your pants
dark in the movie theater
no one notices
# posted by Diana @ 8:39 PM
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whisper my name loud
echo remains forever
of that one night stand
# posted by Diana @ 8:36 PM
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bleeding ink on wrists
remember me tomorrow
just seven numbers
# posted by Diana @ 8:34 PM
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better make this good
the first impression tells all
nice socks, you are in
# posted by Diana @ 8:29 PM
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the sarcasm queen
has lost her sense of humor
in your pink sofa
# posted by Diana @ 8:27 PM
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minty green vespa
taunting me on boylston
just one ride will do
# posted by Diana @ 8:22 PM
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is there a doctor
that can help with a heartache
tears on the carpet
# posted by Diana @ 8:20 PM
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when you are with me
please watch your back at all times
ninja life is hard
# posted by Diana @ 8:18 PM
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dear anime girl
you frighten me with green eyes
and that nice blonde wig
# posted by Diana @ 8:03 PM
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there you are in stripes
i can't help myself with wrists
like that in my view
# posted by Diana @ 7:59 PM
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i forgot your lips
but i never knew them well
only in my dreams
# posted by Diana @ 7:55 PM
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is that your shadow
or a rough charcoal outline
either way, you're art
# posted by Diana @ 7:54 PM
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in ashtrays of life
only what was once so nice
remains, and now stinks
# posted by Jackie @ 5:54 PM
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the cigarette smoke
curls like question marks around
the lungs of this dress
# posted by Jackie @ 5:53 PM
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This was on the 10
Most recently published blogs:
I Don't Smile Much.
# posted by 7 @ 2:49 PM
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It's so damn cold out
That all the batteries freeze
No music for me
# posted by 7 @ 2:15 PM
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The stars in the sky
Do not spell out anything
Until the sun sets
# posted by 7 @ 2:14 PM
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Star, Bright was a girl
I want to be her someday
Time travel is real
# posted by 7 @ 2:13 PM
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So I have to write
Crazy cool haikus, all new
Now I start again.
# posted by 7 @ 2:12 PM
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Feel sorry for me
I deleted all my genius
No one understands
# posted by 7 @ 2:09 PM
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Steven R Nakey:
attorney at law, or he
might be a doctor
# posted by Anonymous @ 2:05 PM
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wonderful nightmares
ugly, bloody, badly drawn
beautifully dumb
# posted by Jackie @ 7:14 AM
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they would make goths gag
when they stuck their fingers
into the goths' throats
# posted by Anonymous @ 12:29 AM
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they would make goths gag
when all their black eye makeup
streaks down their faces
# posted by Anonymous @ 12:29 AM
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they would make goths gag
when they listened to the Cure
in Abercrombie
# posted by Anonymous @ 12:27 AM
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they would make goths gag
when they made a fifth "Crow" film
corpse fucking a Lee
# posted by Anonymous @ 12:25 AM
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they would make goths gag
with their tanned skin and blonde hair
like, TOTALLY........ dead
# posted by Anonymous @ 12:22 AM
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they would makes goths gag
when they watched queen of the damned
aaliyah is GOTH
# posted by Anonymous @ 12:18 AM
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they would make goths gag
when they showed their ribcages
Skeletor in Love
# posted by Anonymous @ 12:14 AM
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Wednesday, November 12, 2003
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I saw a tree that
was actually there today.
I was too, I guess
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:34 PM
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Man in reference to
rice? Certainly not about
it being all right.
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:31 PM
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It's never too late
for stir-fry. Unless you're a
zombie; then it is.
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:26 PM
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(From an actual fortune cookie)
You will always get
What you want through your charm and
Personality
# posted by FlickMontana @ 7:34 PM
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the japanese would
pour acid on our keyboards
haiku, ancient art
# posted by Jackie @ 6:05 PM
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count the martinis
multiply by seventeen
final fun factor
# posted by Jackie @ 6:04 PM
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Hot tea is good now.
but its even betterish.
when you wake upish.
# posted by Anonymous @ 5:29 PM
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I sexed your mom
she said it was okay so
Im hitting it now
# posted by Anonymous @ 5:29 PM
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i hate you and you
and you and you and you but
not you and you, yay.
# posted by Anonymous @ 5:29 PM
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animals kill prey
As do i, sometimes but
Not all bloody like
# posted by Anonymous @ 5:29 PM
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The envelope is
The grandmotherly sort-
Flowers and softness.
# posted by 7 @ 3:46 PM
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Said envelope will
Contain some scafy goodness
Go scarfiness, go!
# posted by 7 @ 3:42 PM
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Today I went to
The post office and bought an
Envelope for D.
# posted by 7 @ 3:42 PM
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i moan in his ear
and dig my nails in his back
he owns no pumpkins
# posted by Diana @ 3:32 PM
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I don't have a job
I check mail, blogs, and websites
50 times a day.
# posted by 7 @ 3:29 PM
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before work, check mail,
write blog entries, read blogs, and
then come home, repeat.
# posted by Jackie @ 3:26 PM
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Showers aren't very
Punk, but that's O.K. I'm not
14 either.
# posted by 7 @ 12:34 PM
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Now Wednesdays rock
"Welcome to the O.C., bitch!"
It's so goddamn good!
# posted by 7 @ 12:34 PM
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Saturdays would rock
"Look! I'm doing the laundry!"
That's a Tick quote, bitch!
# posted by 7 @ 12:24 PM
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Justin's too lazy
To think up some new haikus
He just cuts and pastes.
# posted by 7 @ 10:16 AM
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bought myself flowers
wrote myself a sweetheart card
boy, do i love me
# posted by Jackie @ 7:09 AM
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the laundry piles up;
i cannot afford to wash.
so... like my toga?
# posted by Jackie @ 7:09 AM
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ants dance on the floor
happily around a stain.
first i smile, then kill.
# posted by Jackie @ 7:07 AM
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lost my frog in prague
i did, but didn't miss him--
just bought a prague dog
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:40 AM
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it may not be so
tricky to rock a haiku-
but mine? it rhymes too.
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:39 AM
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i haven't the fog-
lights to see ways through the murk-
iest idea here
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:39 AM
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Happiness is easy:
zombies, ninjas, tea and love
and maybe thom yorke.
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:38 AM
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anyone can write:
just put fingers to keyboards...
and forget to stop
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:37 AM
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i tried to teach me
to pay better attention
but was distracted
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:37 AM
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and it wears me out
to repeat the day before
please syndicate me
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:37 AM
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and if i could be
who you wanted, all the time
i'd be someone else
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:36 AM
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regard me as an
equal or you can kiss my
sweet and low goodbye
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:36 AM
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i don't remember
the last time i committed
suicide wind sprints.
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:34 AM
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"OPPRESSION- for men"
new fragrence from calvin klein
i have a stink dream.
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:34 AM
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haiku are about
nature, my teachers taught me
so mine seduce trees
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:33 AM
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like harrison ford
in six days 'n' seven nights
i shouldn't exist
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:32 AM
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i am king haiku
on fuck mountain- which is right
near prague i believe
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:32 AM
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we 575-
er's don't let you fuck wit our
damn FLOW, biatch-ho!
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:31 AM
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welcome to blogger
may i take your order sir?
haiku? on the rocks...
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:29 AM
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to begin, just click
and start typing in the big
white box in the top
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:28 AM
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i wish my name were
flashier like ZUESS or ZAPT
or maybe ZORRO
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:27 AM
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we're a perfect match
i finger her night and day
my right click, my love
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:25 AM
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repeating your past
successes is as easy
as one cut and paste
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:24 AM
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soft--- quiet-- empty-
drip.... dripping... slowly.. into.
my////coffee///then//me/
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:21 AM
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oh, 1-2-3-4
get your woman on the floor
COOLIO HAIKU!
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:17 AM
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for some they're events
but i'm awake for every
sunrise and sunset
# posted by Anonymous @ 4:15 AM
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Ode to Family Guy:
Gigitty gigitty gig
Gigitty gig gig
# posted by FlickMontana @ 12:59 AM
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Too tired to care
Whether this haiku works out
Holy shit it does
# posted by FlickMontana @ 12:53 AM
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Tuesday, November 11, 2003
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I am haiku cool.
With respect to all of this-
No subject's taboo
# posted by 7 @ 9:41 PM
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in italian
endings inflect, so to rhyme
is a cut o' cake
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:35 PM
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the haiku is the
poor man's sonnet, for niether
belong in english
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:33 PM
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the measure of my
focus is metered with a
parenthetical
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:30 PM
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my room smells like food
which beats my roommates I guess
(too many people)
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:29 PM
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Had a dream about
Drinking lots of santorum
Not the Senator.
# posted by 7 @ 9:28 PM
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some day i will want
a wee word for broken that
does not mean I swear
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:27 PM
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She said, "you are an
iambic baby." I said,
"at seven who ain't?"
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:22 PM
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Erotic haiku
Use your imagination.
Just kidding. Click here.
# posted by 7 @ 9:18 PM
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two men on a street
corner with signs: "the end is
nigh," and "nigh means near"
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:10 PM
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Walking in the fog
Listening to New York Dolls
I want a boyfriend.
# posted by 7 @ 9:04 PM
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"you're going to grow
old and die; someone should do
something about that"
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:59 PM
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Hey, actually,
Now that I think about it-
Why can't this be porn?
# posted by 7 @ 8:58 PM
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sunrise, sunset. spend
a blood point. nerd humor and
inside jokes galore
# posted by Anonymous @ 8:58 PM
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Diana, you rock.
And you kick haiku ass, but-
Why can't this be fun?
# posted by 7 @ 8:50 PM
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welcome to my post
well, it's my second post, the
first one is below
# posted by Jackie @ 8:48 PM
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took a while to work
stupid blogger hated me
i showed all of them!
# posted by Jackie @ 8:47 PM
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i really like toast
with jam, jelly or butter
please only wheat bread
# posted by Diana @ 6:10 PM
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alright you bitches
this is not a game or porn
this is serious
# posted by Diana @ 6:09 PM
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i leave for a day
watching music videos
then you take over
# posted by Diana @ 6:07 PM
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your skin sucks so bad
because it is not mine so
No talking Allowed
# posted by Anonymous @ 3:57 PM
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nothing truer than
retarded people making
me hate them so much
# posted by Anonymous @ 3:57 PM
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toasted toasted toast
burnt bread crumbs with butter
i kill your babies
# posted by Anonymous @ 3:57 PM
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Kasparov verus
X3D Fritz- virtual
reality chess
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:58 AM
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writing with one hand
and eating with the other
i think i like it
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:52 AM
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Old black blank teeshirt
And pair of dress slacks, clothing
Keeps me naked, J.
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:39 AM
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Just what in the hell am
I going to do all day?
I should be sleeping.
# posted by 7 @ 7:16 AM
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Just got an email-
He wrote, "I'm coming to terms
With my insomnia."
# posted by 7 @ 5:23 AM
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Just what the hell am
I going to do all day?
I should be sleeping.
# posted by 7 @ 5:20 AM
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It's 7 am
I am totally awake
Where's Tyler Durden?
# posted by 7 @ 5:09 AM
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Beetlejuice teeshirt
And a nice pair of green pants.
Clothing keeps me warm.
# posted by 7 @ 2:41 AM
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This repetition.
Stop saying composition.
No competition.
# posted by 7 @ 2:39 AM
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Know what's really great?
Watching someone while they drive.
The world rushes past.
# posted by 7 @ 2:37 AM
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me, dictionary,
master of composition
me, slightly hairy.
# posted by Anonymous @ 2:30 AM
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Justin can swim well:
Master of composition.
He uses big words.
# posted by 7 @ 2:22 AM
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in your flood of words
my only floaties are my
insecurities
# posted by Anonymous @ 2:22 AM
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if sleep rhymes with sheep,
i've got promises to keep
with my former self
# posted by Anonymous @ 2:19 AM
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I remember you
You stood there outside my class
I broke up with you.
# posted by 7 @ 2:15 AM
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sleep is for the birds
and the tweed loving millions
sheep counting themselves
# posted by Anonymous @ 2:14 AM
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The time traveller
Forgot to pack his toothbrush
He's in 12 B.C.
# posted by 7 @ 2:12 AM
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Remedial math
Quantum theories about space.
Days were sunny then.
# posted by 7 @ 2:05 AM
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Giving head is great
But getting head is so much
Better. (Extra space)
# posted by 7 @ 2:02 AM
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Butt-fucking is great
But ice cubes + summer is
So much, much better.
# posted by 7 @ 2:00 AM
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Every little thing
Drives the car in my brain fast.
Super-fifth-gear-fast
# posted by 7 @ 1:58 AM
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We are all too smart
To sleep regular hours.
Thus this haiku thing.
# posted by 7 @ 1:56 AM
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so you can forget
every last thing you told me--
i already have.
# posted by Anonymous @ 1:55 AM
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Puppy love is great
But dogs + peanut butter
Is so much greater.
# posted by 7 @ 1:50 AM
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justin with the brains
unusually sexy
are his grey wrinkles
# posted by Anonymous @ 1:46 AM
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steve with the muscles
unusually large for
his relative age
# posted by Anonymous @ 1:44 AM
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Now I know of Steve
And how he came to be. Cool
Origin story.
# posted by 7 @ 12:40 AM
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now you know the tale
of steve's late night gensis
at 1 south high street
# posted by Anonymous @ 12:18 AM
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Monday, November 10, 2003
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You are not too old
To have a body part hurt.
Too bad it hurts, though.
# posted by 7 @ 11:24 PM
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I am behind you
But not like a microwave,
Like an awesome girl.
# posted by 7 @ 11:23 PM
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my tummy aches. am
I too old for a tummy
to have to ache now?
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:21 PM
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Who the hell is Steve?
Did you see The Tao Of Steve?
Very funny film.
# posted by 7 @ 11:17 PM
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"I'm the big mac and
fries of the literary
world." I'ma gut King.
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:17 PM
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For a second I
Thought you were a microwave
You know, behind me
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:14 PM
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People look strangely
At people with red eyeballs.
What's wrong with that chick?
# posted by 7 @ 11:12 PM
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my memories are
mental sluts: loose and fickle
father time's lil' tramps
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:12 PM
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steve has muscles, this
we know, because the bible
tells us so. Wait, so?
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:08 PM
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Someday I will sing.
Someday I will kick some ass.
Maybe both at once.
# posted by 7 @ 11:08 PM
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how many people
can turn "i want you" to a
double entendre?
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:07 PM
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I'm not supercool
But, hey, that's ok because
WE FUCK THE BITCHES!
# posted by 7 @ 11:06 PM
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some day i will write
a great book, but that is not
about to happen
# posted by Anonymous @ 11:04 PM
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Man, back in the day
I used to be so damn cool.
Now I'm just O.K.
# posted by 7 @ 11:02 PM
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Eminem is a
Genius who grew up real poor
Now he is bling-bling.
# posted by 7 @ 11:00 PM
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"back in the day of
800 by 600"
you barely need shave
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:59 PM
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"i like my neighbor-
hood; i like my gun" xiu xiu
on loop the next day
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:54 PM
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eminem is a
dumbass for writing on his
palm, for it will smudge
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:52 PM
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Remember Buddy
Wrote about Seymour's haikus?
I love Salinger.
# posted by 7 @ 10:52 PM
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Skilled veracity
Snap back to reality
There goes gravity
# posted by 7 @ 10:51 PM
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Buy your tickets now
We open November 8
Nation-wide release
# posted by 7 @ 10:51 PM
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justin's mom's a short
bus feminist, or maybe
she is just lazy
# posted by Anonymous @ 10:50 PM
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diana, fader
janice, justin, damien
WE FUCK THE BITCHES
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:15 PM
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hello my name is:
roy von alhistorian
wouldst thou like to fuck?
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:12 PM
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mile 575
is of the infinite sort--
sideways number 8
# posted by Anonymous @ 9:08 PM
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in line no one sounds
likeable when they speak to
someone else aloud
# posted by Anonymous @ 6:20 PM
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waiting patiently
in line is the father of
much misanthropy
# posted by Anonymous @ 6:17 PM
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i had me a shoelace
i tied it around me neck
im sweet dead ass now
# posted by Anonymous @ 3:47 PM
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Suckas? HAHAHA!
Grow up, scarfygirl, and pray-
Pray you survive this.
# posted by 7 @ 1:17 PM
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lord of the haiku
you suckas better watch out
the war has begun
# posted by Diana @ 9:04 AM
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procrastination
better than milk duds and mars
more time for cartoons
# posted by Diana @ 9:01 AM
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Sunday, November 09, 2003
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It's sad haikuing
All by one's self, isn't it?
Yes. It really is.
# posted by 7 @ 8:32 PM
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I just wrote a blog
It was my longest ever
I am so tired.
# posted by 7 @ 3:09 AM
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Friday, November 07, 2003
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I am here to help
And to kick some major ass
Let the games begin.
# posted by 7 @ 11:10 PM
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Now they're in the hall
Stumbling into my door
Go to sleep, dammit!
# posted by FlickMontana @ 9:50 PM
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Stupid drunk people
I wish they were on fire
Alcohol burns well
# posted by FlickMontana @ 9:34 PM
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