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Archive for September, 2008

Skeletor risen—
doom personified like a
Black Tuesday death march.
 
(Raiders fans or haters, please comment on today’s final act of the Al Davis – Lane Kiffin grudge match.  Give me your take in haiku format or plain ol’ written text!)

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The Syracuse Puff
doesn’t understand when Quaid
says no, he means it.

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Today’s conference
shall be moderated by
Simps’s new mouthpiece.

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Oil and grease dribbles
from King and Queen of Tweens like
turkey pan drainage.

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Having had milkshakes
go stale, arrested star plugs
cotton candy ’do.

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Pick a winner on the Shore, Pauly!

The Weez wimpers wild
while future shards of glass make
way ’tween wilted cheeks.

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Disregarding rag,
gnawing Bolton’s grizzled chin
heals the horrid pain.

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“Judge, I’ve been guilty,”
says Mother Brady, begging
a lip locked jury.

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Fattest Baldwin bro
skating for Christ, hanging on
to whatever’s left.

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Baby dolly shares
shuddering secrets—surely
Suri shall sheathe sham.

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