Like a snowy turd,
the accolades of my peers
mean nothing to me.
Like a snowy turd,
the accolades of my peers
mean nothing to me.
zero out of ten
going home devastated
letsrun ruins lives
We're looking down on Wayne's basement
Only that's not Wayne's basement
Isn't that weird?
From my mom's basement,
My subtle wisdom goes forth
To the internet.
jamin wrote:
We're looking down on Wayne's basement
Only that's not Wayne's basement
Isn't that weird?
Please pay attention
That is not a real haiku
You are a moron
five seven five bro
haikus have a certain form
five seven five bro
Ed I saw Harpo Marx
Ram Oprah W aside
(palindrome/haiku)
Pheidippides ran
From Marathon to Athens
What an idiot
pasta i do love
big balls of meat in my mouth
red sauce white sauce mmm
Five in the morning
Seven in the afternoon
Seventeen weeks straight
February days,
used to be so dark and cold
then you warmed my heart.
Others count me out
While Jabroni leads the race
I drop the hammer
I don't hate running
but I hate most other stuff
hate hate hate hate hate
Who and what are you?
Lorenzo. Magnificent.
Ah, just as I thought.
Colors red, white, blue
exploding in the darkness
Enveloping us.
Write haiku damnit
in a haiku subject line!
Creativity!
Solomon ran well
I'm very happy for him
We'll see in Moscow.
Must spring this on you:
A haiku without seasons
is not a haiku.
Oh thar I be sitting
broken hearted for I tried to shat
my azz butt barely farted
Oh, Jason Rexing
Why would you race in trainers?
13:55