Roses may be red
True Hoyas bleed grey and blue
Both are never Orange

Rats in the ceiling
My body in need of rest
Squeaking haunts my dreams

A true gtown haiku, not so much a love haiku per se

You said I love you.
You lied, but so did I.
That condom was torn.

I don’t have a date
I get hives from chocolate
So let’s go to Thirds

Single on V-Day:
Same story, stuck on repeat.
Well…maybe next year?

In my pants, girl, please
This is my last chance, girl, please
Ain’t got no herpes.

Nope, can’t do dinner.
I have OChem on V-Day.
Let’s just fuck instead.

Dinner is for Schmucks.
Instead, here’s something to suck.
Or we can just fuck.

Needed a grade boost
Low cut v-neck did the trick
St. V would be proud!

Call Me Sir Romance
I’ll Whisper Lines While We Dance
Forget Me? No Chance.

Senior-Freshman sex,
He better buy me flowers,
Or just eat me out.

studying abroad
this semester but i want
some delicious treats

bang bang dday
bang cause its yo bday
bang on vday!

True love at Georgetown?
Dumbest thing I’ve heard all day.
I’d rather have sweets!

chocolate, flowers
those do not help. this v-day
i just want a hug

Saw you. Dropped my tray.
Hoped to get your attention.
Why aren’t you clapping?

midwinter parties;
smile through them when she smiles through
them lightly at me.

glare in defiance
lash out, sage, combat thine foes
zealot, cause unknown

I love you so much
I’d do anything for you
but fisting is weird

the last one is good
the one that regards fisting
that one should have won