at the escort service?

not sure this is actually "dirty" since it's more desperate with that last line, but still it's a nice punch at the end.

Years ago when I applied for a gig at a restaurant, what I used to do was lower my head just a little bit then look up with my ears only.

Of course, the person I was applying for the gig was male, an attractive one at that. And often usually "straight" in my view.

Then I'd part my lips only a little bit as I slowly looked from his eyes down to the bottom of his chin and then back to his eyes again.

And that's when I'd move my head and mentally say "it's your turn now."

It's a very, very erotic hiaku...

Oh, I got the gig and I never had to sleep with him. But he was no innocent, straight guy. Dude, knew what he was doing...

Just like your hiaku, too.

I love it!

cleaning nails it falls
tumbling into coffee foam
drink it anyway

Hahahaha. What does it mean that it's me and the guys that immediately jump on the dirty haiku post?

Best themed OS day ever! I'll be back shortly with my contribution, but give me a few to recuperate from my duties as a...journalist.

Job search protocol is important not only to succeed at work, but can also be used to succeed at play. Don't forget to haunt potential employers with your eye the same way that you haunt me, purdy lady.

Plunging neckline calls
Me to a friendly place
She must be hired now

i don't know from haiku but this is exquisite and i'd hire you in a minute, girl, for your amazing mind. love lvoe love and gratitude

this is too cool! i went and dug up some haikus i wrote a while back. well, i tried to write 'em, but ePriddy's the one who whipped 'em, into the shape you see here; she's the haiku sensei. anyway, these are all about Kerry and the consequences of his dalliance with fruitbats:

a fruitbat flies home
much to editor's regret
dawn leaving strange gifts


durian's foul bloom
editor's groin untended
competing for stench


and here's one catamitebastard left on the same post:

Satisfied fruit bat
leaves me, to feed in the dark.
Peach blossoms falling.


and here's one from AttentionEarthling:

Et Tu Bat?
Fruit not!
WTF


still from the same post, this is odetteroulette's contribution:

Fruit bat loves not me
But the light of the campfire
Yes! Tastes like chicken


trudge also helped out:

sleep with tanuki
you only get good nookie
snow falls on clinic


as did alsoknownas:

stranger than bat drops
writers on this blogspot speak
sleeping works better


and o'stephanie:

The last visitor
to my lovely Zen garden
left only an STD


this was me again, this time with no help from liz:

nana waited alone
and bereft no EP
was coming his way


voicegal also chimed in:

the lowly fruitbat
hated by nanatehay
will have the last laugh.


and finally, one more from catamitebastard:

Fruit bat has left me.
Odd, this disgusting discharge.
Antibiotics!

Here's one I came up with after interviewing Tinkertink:

Gag reflex
I used to have
Unlearned now

Sorry. Your blog. Just hate it when there is a call for a haiku and then the short poems that aren't Haiku start coming in. In response to one I saw one time on OS which annoyed me I wrote back with this little recipe I made up. It's not dirty but it works:

Haiku recipe:

five syllables first
then use seven after that
then use five again

Ooh! I like yours! I hope this actually catches on. I did one too.

(thumbified for an idea whose time has come)

Pools of liquid love
swim to the shore as lovers
dress to cleaners go

actually AKA, i was reading just last week, the
5
7
5
thing is not necessarily the only way to make a haiku. there's more to it than just that, and less to it than just that also. i'm just sayin...

Nanatehay, you fool, this post is Delia respondoning to an Open Call, not her calling for you to leave your egregious fruitbat maunderings on this one.
I do like what Jim and AKA left though, and there's no question, a lady's chances of being hired rise in inverse proportion to how low her neckline plunges.

Nanatehey

If it were easy
We all would be good at it
Mine do not rhyme, yours?

it's not a matter of easy or hard AKA. is it 5 7 5 or not? the answer is not necessarily. now as to whether mine rhyme or not, i'll reiterate from above:

durian's foul bloom
editor's groin untended
competing for stench

no rhymes there my friend:)

Delia dear I didn't want to post my own because I just put up another post but here is what I came up with

painfully lusting
she comes to me eyes averted
her veils gone~naked

I am at a cousin's party and have had a little too much wine. They all talk on the patio downstairs as the T.V. station plays continuous jazz...you guys better be careful with all these haikus..I am feeling heady....

delia, be careful! dirty haiku and a little too much wine have led to more than one lascivious yet squalid peccadillo!

N, point taken well
five seven five need not be
seventeen must be

i'm not enough of an expert AKA, so i'll concede that one to you.
i do love your haiku though, you're as good as liz at it.

my gonads after
we have climax'd together
peach pits in syrup

Plunging neckline means
she thinks that I'm hetero
but I'll hire her spunk

YOU'RE HIRED!!!!

i'm feeling a little flushed

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