The “Haiku Point God”?
Why, yes. Yes, I am, and for
now, smite thee I shan’t.
Ooh, er, um…pardon,
I meant what I said in the
best possible way!
Not god, but goddess!
Smiting is jolly good fun.
Shrivel, heretic.
Pets fed twice, due to
miscommunication. Whoops!
Dog is full and smug.
Fat dumb happy me!
I like donuts and ice cream.
And pie, I like pie.
Pie is good. Cake? Yup.
Chocolate cake is some good.
Cookies are good too.
Fat is bad, they say.
Someone screwed up real big time,
Making us like cake.
Dude, put that shirt down.
It smells like Don Rickles man.
Anger and urine.
Weebl and Bob are
The greatest bards of our time.
PIE PIE PIE PIE PIE!
I just now woke up
Why is there frosting on me?
What happened last night?
Cluricaun wonders
Why he is frosted. It’s fun
To speculate, eh?
Is Jacqueline Frost
A kewl possibility?
Vanilla? Choc’lit?
Frosting? Er, frosting…
That’s what it is, I’m quite sure
Don’t taste it! Really!
No, it’s *not * frosting.
Even worse, it is Crisco.
I shouldn’t drink rum.
You damn sure shouldn’t
Drink Crisco, a knife and fork
are what you need there.
Sword swallowing is
Actually much harder
than it looks at first.
No, it’s easy! Look!
Tonight at 11: Man
Runs Himself Through, Dies
I should have known it,
that Claymores aren’t used for this
It poked out my bum.
Of claymores, there are
Three kinds - basket hilt, two hands,
And one that explodes.
Well then this one was
the two handed Braveheart type
It’s stuck, hell now what?
Sit down and wiggle.
Helps if you used lube at start
Have bandaids ready.
My band-aid box says
“for external use only”
Not really helpful.