I was bored at work today(the mortgage industry is slow) and wrote some haiku. I hope you like them.
Praise be unto You
Flying Spaghetti Monster
Creator of allStripper factories
And beer volcanoes await
In the afterlifeKeithO
*UPDATE – 1/19/2007 *Â
Here are some more Haikus, found in the comments section. Very nice.
Yes I have been touched
By His Noodley Appendage
It was a Good TouchFlying Spaghetti
Monster is the way of Life
Praised be He! RAmen.Midget, moutains, trees,
His Noodley Appendage
Has made all to be.Pirates the Chosen
Dictating the global temp
Wear your RegaliaWith His noodley
Appendage I have been touched
But not like that priestTo be a Pirate
and save the hole earth from DOOM
is great joy ARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGOur Noodly master
Created the seven seas
For use by piratesAll hail His noodles
His meatball’s flavor sacred
And his sauce divinePriests Molest Children
But the Spaghetti Monster
Loves Us ProperlyNoodles in the Sky
Pirate fantasies fulfilled
Now cool down, hot world!The Pasta Monster
He grasps my with his noodles
Crap, I got scurvyA POEM:
The creator who holds us dear
did not look as what we hear.
he was not a man, or human at all
he was made of spaghetti and two meat balls.
he made us all
originally short
and it wasn’t even his last resort
Pirates are his people,
holy are they
who end every sentence with “Arrgh†as they pray.
Some might not believe,
but it is a fact,
our God was pasta
no, this isn’t an act
So lets all give
a hip hip horray
the FSM is here to stay
They say “hell” is way out in Norway,
I think it could be in your doorway,
at work or at school,
too hot or too cool:
think nothing or think of it YOUR way!
RAmen to you Pirates!
believe in meatballs
surrounded by spaghetti
no better option
Love the poetyr guys!!!!!!
@Gnocci Man: Totally awesome song!! When I read it, I actually thought it’d sound pretty good as a rap.
And yes, poetyr is a type of poetry. :)
an eyepatch is good
a hook and a peg leg too
we will save the world
our children
should not be taught in science
about christian god
we discovered FSM
in our technology class.
he is really cool
and he tastes like Ragu.
our friends think were weird
because we worship a meal.
we thought we found his holyness
in an italian resurante
but it was just a plain plate of
spaghetti with meatballs.
IMPOSTER!!!!!!!!?!!!!!!!!!!!
-the pirettes
There once was a school down in Dover
Who said “Evolution is over”
They bid science goodbye
Stated: “ID’s no lie!”
And then suddenly IQ was lower