Apparently Haipu’s came up in my company’s social media brainstorming session. I thought I’d bring it back for round two.
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As the official Pooet Laureate of Austin I feel it is necessary to release the HAIPU. Please, let your inner glory flow…
Waiting on my grump
Pinching an enormous chunk
Smell my stinky lump.
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Deep within my bowels
A rumble begins to sound
Very scary growl.
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Flowing through so free
Wet and warm for all to see
Mud butt has got me
From deep in my buns
A poo poo has yet to come
I hate constipate!
Was sitting in boring class
Passing major gas outta my ass
I gotta go now yo’
What is this brown stain?
It came down like doo doo rain.
Causing my butt pain.
A levee leaks mud
with a devastating smell
My Katrina flood
When you sit on it
Your butt cheeks will surely spit
brown stuff it’s called shit
A rush of matter,
Creates a large brown splatter,
Porcelain chatter.
Chocolate waves of grain,
flowing from thunderous cheeks,
ride the brown dragon.
Believe it or not, in the early 90s my best friends and i had graduated and were all working when someone came up with our first haipu or was it haipoo i cant remember. 20 or 30 poems and a few years later, someone in the san fran art/playhouse scene came across them and decided to turn them into a performance piece on stage. If i can find the originals or the performanxe i will forward for your amusement. Thanks brother, this page really made me laugh – and i needed it today. Peace