Haiku Wednesday: More Unexplainables

Basket case Billy;
Quick, someone slam the lid shut
and roll it downhill!

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 A Morton Salt ad
for a tasty suckling Babe,
When it rains, it oinks.

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Such conflicting props.
Quoth the raven, “Never horns!”
So David Lynch-esque.

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THEY LIVE for judgment,
numbered female namelessness,
and torpedo boobs.

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 This teddy bear sucks.
I want one that’s de-clawed and
 de-kill-instinct-ed.

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Sleepwalkin’ creepy:
Where The (olde) Wild Things Are on
All Ambien’s Eve.

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James insisted on
a steampunk-themed photo and
Lynn’s pissed — can you tell?

Haiku Wednesday: Bad Taxidermy

This post is dedicated to another website that I find both entertaining and unsettling: Crappy Taxidermy. These photos are all from this delightfully horrifying site.

 

Rabid Ol’ Yeller
Dive bombing all of us.
Get my rifle, son.

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Disturbs me so much
Texas Chainsaw Massacre…
Scots and goats don’t mix.

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The eye in the sky,
A
Canon raven zooms in.
Nevermore, my head.

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Big-headed Tigger,
You look like you are gonna
Come out of the booth.

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Dogs playing poker,
Rico Suave playing gin,
In his deer fashion.

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Smiling stiff doom,
Toothy decor for your room.
I’ll club you myself.

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