Back to the Fistful of Haiku

Who's that skinny girl, the one who has the torn pants? Does she know, the tease? I just saw a guy wearing shorts and a trench coat. First I thought him nude. Annoying people can be good to have around. We need to gossip. Upside down visor, he must shield the shining sun from his monstrous gaze. If Superman were the boyfriend of Lois Lane, I could kick his ass. Hey, it's been a while since I wrote Markie Haiku. Who'd forget that bod'? Where the Hell's Fraser? He should be around by now. He'd enjoy my pics. I have a problem I must find A Team to help. They'd jump right on it. Fraser's favorite Danced a jig in front of me. Too bad he missed it. Horizontal stripes, Did they make her seem fatter. No, she's just that fat. This is what I heard that Markie likes artsy guys. Do bad Haiku count? Do two people need to buy three beverages. They must be thirsty. Here comes Sabretooth. He's not wearing any pink. Just wait 'til Monday. The Death Flamenco Satanic Swashbucklers sing. Terrible Tango. I would join a band to sing some cheesey lyrics, but who'd play that stuff. She looks like a dyke. I bet she has a girlfriend. I could kick her ass.