The Alien Hunter's Haiku

Eerie azure ships
Purple light batters my shields
Blasted Nomad scum.

An unknown jump hole
I don't know what lies beyond
But still I dive in.

A planet of apes
Surrounded by Nomad ships.
I WILL have those guns!

Four Nomad Blasters!
How do you creeps like being
On the other end?


The Omicron Alpha Haiku

Out of the jump hole
Into a flock of Sabres
I took a wrong turn...


The Freeport Exile Haiku

Zoners are hostile?
How can this be possible?
They like everyone!


The Newbie Haiku

Avoiding PK
A truly ironic twist
Trapped in Liberty.

A single barrage
One wing off my Defender,
I need an Eagle.

My Eagle obtained
Armed with Nomad weaponry
Just leave me alone.


The Pulse Cannon Haiku

Behold my power,
I, Death, Destroyer of Shields,
Tizona del Cid.

Your shields are all gone
Now I attack your armor
Um... this is not good.


The Pollution Haiku

Flying green globules
Sickly orange nebula
Scenic Leeds System.


The Luxury Food Haiku

Trapped in a battle
Meanwhile, in my cargo hold,
Steaks are perishing.


The Illegal Goods Haiku

Cardamine Hauler
I can't fly if I sample
My own merchandise.

Artifacts await
Many Manhattan credits
Please don't scan my hold.


The Story Haiku (Ack! Ack! Ack!)

Lonnigan is dead
There goes my million credits
I'll never get paid.


The Freelancer Fanatic Haiku

It can't be healthy
That I can write so many
Freelancer haikus.


"I'm about to drop the hammer and dispense some indiscriminate justice..."


Edited by - KnightLight on 09-05-2003 02:53:04

meatboy is right. i learned that poem from the wise hacker elders. everyday we chant it while we play tag and we recite it every morning at school kind of like the pledge of allegiance.

"You can pick your friends and you can pick your nose, but you cant pick your friend's nose."

Han Solo - "What an incredible new smell you've discovered [!"

Grasping hands doth grind
Sinking deep in supple flesh
Juni's butt is mine

Thee Haiku's on the best ship in the game.

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Pirates of the sky
Fly your Daggers to Mactan
In the Rocky Waste

Bounty Hunters All
Death by Dagger I ensure
Embrace the Reaper

No! To Wolfhound Beast
BloodHounds Just As ugly
Sleek Daggers are best

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I think therefore I am, I run away therefore I might still be!

--- Rincewinf the Wizzard

Man guys what talent. I just love looking at this thread. Here's my next not a Hakiu but a has a whole bunch of H

Humpback Hauling Hullplates.
Horrible Harassing Hessians
Humpy's Hull Hard Hit Heaves
Hessians Hound Hit Harder
Humpback Heaves Hullplates Hindward
Hullplates Hover Hessians Haggle.
Humpy Heads Hither Highly Harmed

Slender legs entwine
Arching further back this time
Juni still is mine

Digital Anvil,
Why go to Microsoft snood?
Bill Gates does no good.
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3 years, or 4 fought?
Did' take you to make 'lancer.
Was there lack of thought?
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Maybe freelancer,
aint so bad, but Cruise 'ruptors,
are a real dancer.

Am I good or just evil?

Edited by - Mjr.Hurtz on 09-05-2003 22:34:05

try saying the h one after youve had a few

LOVE this thread. No lie Bwana, there is some good poetry here. Do not be constrained by the form, but freed by it. Or just write anything you want, Meatboy is right, this can be great fun. Keep 'em coming!

The wings on my ship
Do not flap,yet still I fly.
What the **** is this?

You're no match for m----

I humby introduce to this thread the highest form of english literature,
the dirty limerick.

A young lad named Trent from Breton'ya,
Told a fair lass named Juni, "I'll phone 'ya".
Then he chased her about,
'Till at last he did shout,
"If you'd only hold still, I could b**e 'ya".

You're no match for m----

Outcasts all take it
From Ouray to Manhatten
Cardamine frees souls

Cardamine junkies
Pirates of Sirious
We are the Outcasts

The Great King Of Space
O' Mighty Bretonian Ship
Torpedoes away!

P.S. Very Sorry For My Terrible English.

"What am I to do in a universe so vast?"

More limericks please.

A Rouge who plilots a Dagger.
Sniffs Cardimine till he does stagger
To the badlands he goes zipping to zipping fro
He returns with hold full of loot and a swagger.

Yea the meter is wrong I know. Now a real dirty one. I'll blank out the bad words.

Blankety, Blankety,Blank
Blankety, Blankety, Blank
Blankety, Blank, Blankety,Blank
Blankety, ship shot to Blank.
We need guns[[[! Big Guns[[[![[[! Big Freaking GUNS[[[![[[![[[!

Edited by - Meatboy Dogfood on 11-05-2003 17:01:32

Oh Juni oh Juni....

Oh Juni oh Juni where art thou now?
You sent me on a mission somewhere near Tau.

More and more pirates are hunting me now...
I tried to be stealthy, they found me, but how?

Oh Juni oh Juni your hiney so tight...
I'm nearing a jumphole, your directions where right...

As I exit the jumphole you spoke through the Comms...
you told me you were waiting, in a bar at Omicron...

Oh Juni oh Juni I see your nice brown face...
It's the only thing I'm fixed on in this awful place.

I follow my waypoints again and again,
Just hoping to get laid when I'm with you again.

Oh Juni oh Juni I'm finally near...
But wait, what's that icon flashing up there?

My hull seems to buckle, my shield already gone...
Oh dear was that last turn not the wrong one?

Oh Juni oh Juni please don't cry for me...
you'll find another Lancer to play your SP.

As I plummet down the planet I can think of only two things...
Never trust a woman and why did I not the use docking rings?

~ Pennyfield


Edited by - Pennyfield on 11-05-2003 19:31:50

Edited by - Pennyfield on 11-05-2003 19:36:49