Picking my nose
Deep boogers
Ahhhh! Pinky!
Stole me a big bag
Of money from down the bank
Huh? What’s an ink bomb?
I heard that TN
Picks his nose and then eats it
It’s rude not to share!
Durn, I done did it.
I mean I done durn did it.
Look whut I gone done.
God has sent to me,
In his infinite wisdom,
A salad shooter.
I beg of the night:
“Please answer me my question.”
Bug zapper goes: “bzzzzzt!”
If I say this thang
In 5, 7, then 5 beats
I’m cool, then, right y’all?
still trying,
TN*hippie
If I say this thang
In 5, 7, then 5 beats
I’m cool, then, right y’all?
still trying,
TN*hippie
If I say this thang
In 5, 7, then 5 beats
I’m cool, then, right y’all?
still trying,
TN*hippie
I guess that’s alright,
But you don’t have to say it
So many times. Ass.
I got a mullet
Short on top, long in da back
Do I look hot? Yep.
I have a passion
for picking my wedgie and
smelling my fingers.
Today is special,
My sister’s getting married.
Woo! A double-wide!
Wow! A double-wide!
I guess you mean their new home,
not your sister’s ass.
Yes, I meant their home,
But it could apply to Sis.
She likes them Moon Pies.
methane, like fine wine,
should be aged. The best place is
under my covers.
I smell a gas leak.
Main line. I need a Camel.
Hey, you got a light?
combustibly yours,
TN*hippie
This is sad but true.
I was born in a trailer,
I’ll die in one too.
Yes, I’ll buy this one.
What’s the interest rate?
Is 12.5 good?
I like my trailer.
Purtiest one on the block.
Thirty years, it’s mine.
I don’t know why it
Is called a mobile home.
‘Taint goin’ no where.
This is my story.
I’m afraid I’m not lying.
Trailer trash for life 
Ain’t no gas leak, man.
Beer gives me the hershey squirts.
Gimme some clean drawers.
Don your sunglasses.
Now it ain’t just a haiku,
it’s a hai-coool, man.