A Riddle, a Poem and a Haiku

oppressedlizard

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A riddle:

If she kills, she’ll go to jail.
If she loves, she’ll go where they keep the insane.
If she does neither, she’s in pain.
If she says the truth,
They’ll see the cards with which she plays.
If she lies,
She won’t be herself.

A poem:

I’d gift you flowers,
Though I rather gift you a gun,
Because there is no rose
without spines.
I’d wait for that rose to grow
but I don’t have much time,
When you gift your rose to the one,
Will you remember it was me,
who gave you your spines?

A Haiku:

A beautiful girl…
She is afraid of freedom;
Am I to free her?
 

WolfmanYZ

Tu quoque morieris
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The sink has tears
The shower weeps
The wind has ears
My shadow leaps
The human fears
The demon creeps
And in the end, death does reap
 

hoseq

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To those who Write upon the Walls,
Roll your "S" poop in little balls....
And those who read these words of wit,
can eat those little balls of "S" Poop.....
 

hoseq

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Here I sit, all broken hearted
Came to shit and only farted.
Wasted a dime, but what the hell,
At least I can sit, and enjoy the smell.
The very next time I took a chance,
Saved a dime but I shit my pants.
 

hoseq

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They scrub these walls to stop my pen,
but the Shithouse Poet strikes again.
Those erased words are all my life.
I'll next ENGRAVE them with my knife.
 
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hoseq

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There once was a couple named Kelly
they got stuck belly to belly
for in their haste they used library paste
instead of petroleum jelly.
 

hoseq

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There was a young maid from Madras
Who had a magnificent ass;
Not rounded and pink,
As you probably think –
It was grey, had long ears, and ate grass.