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Oregon
Sweatshirt
They always think I'm from there
And never The Gap
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Midterm Tomorrow
Possibly, I should study
Crap, Crap, Crap, Crap, Crap
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You borrowed my soap
But you chose not to use it.
Really, you could have
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It is Palm Sunday
Somewhere in town, church bells chime
I miss home for once.
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The world confounds
me
Here's an example of why:
Monosyllabic
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Pit stains are the
worst
Give me another noogie
And I will kill you
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Leaky cottage
cheese.
The refridgerator smells.
We should clean it out.
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Beastie Boys are
cool
Such premium white-boy rap!
AdamYauch - soooooo cute
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I miss school so much
The wonder of college life
(Summer crack habit)
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In a few, later,
some other time, tomorrow
Procrastination
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My room is dirty
I meditate harder so
It will clean itself.
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My friend Ben's jewish
He knows lots of things I don't
Who stole the kishkah?
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Wow! Riker Two-Twelve!
Drunk fencers out the wazoo!
I love Hannah E.
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Here's a crazy girl
She's writing haikus all day!
Needs a new hobby.
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Veronica's nuts
And Ellen is psychotic
Good thing Jen is sane.
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I mean, we're
looking
down on Wayne's basement, only
that's not Wayne's basement.
--Waynes
World
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Scott, Scott,
Scott, Scott, Scott
He lives in three-twenty-six
I lick him so much.
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I won't bench press
him
Unless he is tied with rope
Why must he squirm so?
--Veronica
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a b c d e
f g h i j k l
m n o p q
-Ben
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Honey roasted nuts
Are a gift from the heavens
I ate half the can.
--Veronica
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Writing essays
sucks,
Although Jen likes them very much,
Jen is a meshugenah
-Ben
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eventually
i will get all my work done
eventually
--Ben
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I want to go ski
But outside is much to wet
I need a spring sport
-Ben
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haikus are wondrous
tools of procrastination
I must stop writing
--Ben
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The ocean of sod
Separates our mortal forms
Our souls remain one
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silly white string
lines
separating us with twine
curse facilities
--Hannah
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Jenn, get some help please
Seriously, think 'bout it
I am here for you
--Brad, Rock Star
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what
can i write, hmm
say james, do you like your life?
write that masterpiece
--James
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Bane of existence!
I go two hours each way!
New York commute blows.
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To love is to hear
a Smashing Pumpkins album
Sexy riffs, Billy!
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Why do we struggle?
What do we gain from from it all?
Just to make a change.
~David Hivley
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I told you no once
You would not leave me alone
I smashed your lawn gnome
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I chat with the
fern
Its words are so ingriguing
Am I losing it?
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Alarm clock blaring
Unsatisfactory life
Disappoints each time.
~D. Friggle
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I went to the
cheese
Fell into one of the holes
Then it swallowed me
~Green Monkey
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Is there Life on
Mars?
It could be bacteria
or little green men.
~psychodelicate
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i
am very drunk
wish i was near a toilett
thiss really doess suck
~James
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Haikus are really
fun
i just might write another
one. nah, im all done
spam is cool
on a hamburger bun
~random person
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The big Ford van
claims
That someone's from New Jersey.
Whoah! Cool! Lesbians.
~Some other guy
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There's this net
poet
He keeps sending me haikus
Please tell me your name!
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'He fences so well'
Says David Hively - too bad
he's a rat bastard.
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Hannah and Nina-
Coolest girls on the team - and
The only sane ones.
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Ellen
C. Moule
This girl's love don't cost a thing
She signs things 'E.Mo'
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Haikus are so fun
But also so addictive
I must stop this...NOW!
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He enters class
late.
Hannah hears my voice calling.
'Cocksucker!' I say.
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April's new mission
Is to be Gwen Stefani
Oooooh. I lick Gavin.
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Sweet, confused Jenni
-
Is this really a haiku?
Methinks it might be!
~April
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So you want to know
The name of the random guy.
Sorry, I'm not him.
~Some other guy
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Apparently, though,
I'm finding it difficult
To express myself
...
With limited syllables.
~Some other guy again
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These crazy people
Their parents didn't name them!
You all drive me nuts!
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Having no name has
Certain benefits when I
Have to pay taxes.
~Some other guy
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The kids in grade
school
Must have found that lots of fun.
Mr. No-Name-pants!
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V is a goddess
Enviable perfection
Let's all worship V
~Veronica (aka Goddess V!)
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Got got in trouble
A lot when I didn't write
My name on papers.
~S.O.G
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Then I made typos.
Typed "Got" twice when I really
Intended an "I".
~S.O.G
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"Hello, I love
you
Won't you please tell me your name!"
Follow their advice
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I am Spartacus.
Not really, but I always
Wanted to say that.
~S.O.G
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If you're Spartacus
Then you can just call me Al
Man, I'm so witty
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I just discovered
That Paul Simon songs aren't made
For haikuizing.
~S.O.G
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lots of dumb haikus
these are very stupid haikus
haikus are boring
~Daniel Cortez
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If you need a life
This is not the place to be:
I collect haikus
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But please, won't
you stay?
It's nice to have company
Here in haiku land.
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It took me a while
To think of more haikus. I
Think I am brain dead.
~Spartacus
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If you are brain
dead
College is a lot harder.
Perhaps check on that?
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It is fortunate,
Then, that I'm not in college.
Else I'd have issues.
~Spartacus
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Must stop signing things
"Spartacus". Earlier, I
Signed that on a check.
~ The Artist Formerly Known As Spartacus
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Did not update page
Because I'm a huge loser
Forgive me, Sparty
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The gentle waters
Are only gentle because
The fish, they're all dead.
~Spartacus
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That was me trying
To be all deep and zen-like.
Hmm. I think I failed.
~Sparty
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Zen-like's relative
It is all in your head, dear
Dead fish can be deep.
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Had a dream last
night.
Ice cream vendor in desert.
That was kind of weird.
~Spartacus
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Suddenly, Dairy
Queen pops up. Out of business.
That's just wrong, y'know?
~Spartacus
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Dairy Queen does that
On a regular basis
In my daily life
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Awake or Asleep?
You never know with Ice Cream.
It's a mad, mad world
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World's
going to hell
In lovely wicker basket
I bought at Krauzer's.
But then I realized that they
Don't sell them there. Hmmm.
~Spartacus (pullin' out the tanka)
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I think I'm awake.
Or... I could be dreaming it.
Guess I'll never know.
~Spartacus
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what am i doing
writing this stupid haiku
life is so boring
~Daniel Cortez
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Bored beyond belief,
Looking for random stuff now,
Can't find anything
~Kosst Amojan
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The library's quiet
Primal Scream Therapy is
So attractive now
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Xerox repair guy
He makes grad students happy
I wish I were him
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I work at two jobs
one bores, the other stresses
I sit and think: "Why?"
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In the library
Time never passes at all
I wrote ten haikus
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At Comptuer Aide
Too many (dumb) people call
I scratch out my eyes
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A million dollars
Do two chicks at the same time
Hey! Sounds good to me!
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Hannah has great
hair
Her bangs make the gods jealous
You go, girlfriend!
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Ellen has plaid
pants
She makes Telecom Boy drool
With her purple hair
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Ellen's punk
freshman
Didn't know it was a satire
It's Swift, you loser!
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Dancing banana
I am not amused at all
I have a black soul
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Me + Elan! = Study
Jimmy won't open the door
He thinks we have sex.
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Wow. Thirteen
haikus.
That is pretty impressive.
Compelled to add more.
~Spartacus
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I wonder if I
Can turn my cat inside out.
Might make her angry.
~Spartacus
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Stepped on modem
wire.
Disconnected myself. I
Hate when that happens.
~Spartacus
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Love is the bestest
thing in the whole wide
world.
Love is very cool.
~gamzilla
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But, we change
topics.
Because I have no idea
What else to mumble.
~Spartacus
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Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to caa-aare.
Leave, but don't leave me.
Look around, choose your own ground
~Pink Floyd -- it's almost a haiku!
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Look, my first Haiku
I hope that I get it right
And dont fuck it up.
~Jim Morrison.
No, Really.
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Smiling, I told her
"Get the hell out of my face."
Ah, the little things.
~Spartacus
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Yeah, deepness.
Well... it
Was a lot deeper when I
First thought it up. Yup.
~Spartacus
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I've got so much work
it comes out my ears and nose
Have you a tissue?
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Unfortunately,
I used them to clean up when
My brain exploded.
~Spartacus
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