Basho is Bored (The Haiku Game)

The minority vote wins. :) I left this thread 12hr ago and y'all were still talking about me. :eyesmoke:

you left nothing crypt
you still continue to post
that is not leaving

looking desperately
to win where no one competes
how far you've fallen

and yet still you can't
reply in a haiku form
how desperate you are.
 
you left nothing crypt
you still continue to post
that is not leaving

looking desperately
to win where no one competes
how far you've fallen

and yet still you can't
reply in a haiku form
how desperate you are.

"Looking desperate"
Hate to be "haiku Nazi"
Call the kettle black
 
you left nothing crypt
you still continue to post
that is not leaving

looking desperately
to win where no one competes
how far you've fallen

and yet still you can't
reply in a haiku form
how desperate you are.

You can't fall from the bottom and reach the top silly bird. :lol:
 
and still the crypt speaks
while having nothing to say
how sad you must be.

look in the mirror
can you stand what it shows you?
if standards are low.

try again poor crypt
but educate yourself first
master the language.
 
you left nothing crypt
you still continue to post
that is not leaving

looking desperately
to win where no one competes
how far you've fallen

and yet still you can't
reply in a haiku form
how desperate you are.

Desperate is three
And "Looking Desperately"...
That one's Six, my friend :)

Syllable counting...
It is not for everyone
Even Gods will fall.....
 
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fuckn stupid people
i cant stand you dumb fuckers
you are full of shit

fuck you i am out
off to make haikus with friends
relax smoke a bowl
 
Trimming consumes me!
Many hours are invested
I'm not even close...

Reward Requires work
My girls needed a haircut
I murdered them all...
 
I cannot force you
It's a manner of Honor
Rules? For your own good ;)

I'm sure it is a 'manner' of honor. :rolleyes:

Rules?
You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.

You know there are only eight rules, and you haven't stated one. :)
 
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