Trailer Park Boys Haiku
250 straight days of Trailer Park Boys poetry.
09 April 2009
Hey
Cory and Trevor,
to you I extend my hand -
smokes, let's go.
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
08 April 2009
The Shit Leopard
pepperoni sticks,
a bag full of chicken chips,
Ricky's favorites
Smokey
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
07 April 2009
Trouble
a muscle car growls,
the smell of fresh gunpowder...
Cyrus is in town.
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
06 April 2009
That bulbous orb
bulbous, hairy orb,
those dirty old cheeseburgers,
fuckin' Randy's gut
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
05 April 2009
J-Roc
You nawmsayin' dawg?
I'm J to teh R - O - C,
livin' with my momz.
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
04 April 2009
Bangin' cops
Lucy's banging cops,
which is no big deal, I guess.
I don't run Lucy.
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
03 April 2009
Grade 10
You make my words, world,
I'm gonna get my grade 10.
Then I'll sell some hash.
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
02 April 2009
Rickyisms
Ricky's lexicon,
so bizarrely corrupted...
we
know
what he means.
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
01 April 2009
Drinky drink
Julian's cocktail:
rum, rocks, and a twist of Coke;
it's everlasting
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
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