Trailer Park Boys Haiku
250 straight days of Trailer Park Boys poetry.
09 June 2009
Aspirations
Yeah, I have golds now -
to grow clones and sell some dope,
which is no big deal.
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
08 June 2009
Dysfunctioning
Awright soft serve,
you in this greasy skin flick?
The girls are ready.
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
07 June 2009
Ends meet
the crash of metal,
carts bouncing end over wheels -
soon...reclamation
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
06 June 2009
Rick does good
Pompadoured mall cop
now busts his coke-bottled friend;
he
used
to be cool.
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
05 June 2009
Master plan
freedom 35:
break the law a few last times,
then we're retired
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
04 June 2009
Alter ego
soaked in swamp water,
my plastic Doppelgänger
decants sage advice
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
03 June 2009
The boyz approach
shitnami threatens;
don't drown in the undershit
of that great shitwave
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
02 June 2009
You fucked up
Keep your hands up, boys.
There'll be no high fives now -
you disappoint me.
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
01 June 2009
Hungry, lazy cat
skunky dope trailer,
chock-a-block with tasty clones -
no place for kitties
Holmz
Sunnyvale Trailer Park
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