bethb's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- mullet haikus these are perhaps some of the funniest things ever. i urge you to submit your own. (i didn't write any of these...) > MULLET HAIKU > > Shampoo stings my eyes, > I will never feel that twice: > slick hair smells like gas. > > O! SQUIRREL brother, > Your tail, my hair. We are one. > Yet I must eat you. > > I liked that foreign > legion movie so much, I > grew me one them hats. > > Brown edged tank top sticks > to my clumpy armpits > Somehow I get laid. > > Flowing down the back > helps to keep mind closed, hate > released by short top > > My hair is slammin > like Stone Cold. Can I get a Hell > yeah? Hell yeah. Hell yeah. > > This super cool hair > and a bucket of chicken: > What more could I want? > > My slick snakeskin boots > my silk shirt with rooster prints > always colored jeans > > Lynnrd Skynnrd didn't > win no spelling bees. Who cares? > They rock the trailer. > > Razor set to one. > Do front and sides and then stop > Reaffirm my style. > > Metallica is for first > graders. Nothing rocks > harder than Winger. > > Dogs urinate where > they so choose. And so do I. > Red and blue lights flash. > > Teen runaway, I > hate my dad. Yet I am one. > Fly, thunderbird, fly. > > Ponytails are for wimps. > But if you let that hair loose, > you are my brother. > > New white tank top tucks > neatly into tight black jeans: > redneck Romeo. > > Short like your schooling. > Long like your prison sentence. > The penal haircut. > > Bald on the top and > long on the back. Behold my > glorious skullet. > > My mullet and me > like to climb up a tree. We're > the best friends that could be. > > Dad likes my mullet. > The nurse calls it a critter > carpet. My head breeds. > > With long hair in place > how else can I rebel? Hand > me the bong uncle. > > Under the Christmas > tree: tight black jeans and a comb. > I've been extra good! > > Short for dad. Long for > the daughter mom always wanted. > Everyone's happy. > > One day I will dip > and race cars. Until then I > ride my bike, chew gum. 5:32 p.m. - 2001-08-01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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