Findings:

• Her perception of how gorgeous she is will be evident in her lack of movement during sex
• I come home, she lifted up her wings. I guess that this must be the place.
• Dust mop so magic she can not believe how fun it is to clean up after people
• Each thing she learned became part of herself, to be used over and over in new adventures
• You can play with my ex-girlfriend, but treat her like the lady that she is.
• She must be what cocaine is like
• Venus, when she is the evening star
• I was throwing around useless proverbs when all she needed was to be held and told that she was beautiful
• If she were an insect, she'd be a moth in search of a flame
• Your e-mail client must be this secure before you may ride the internet
• she named it killer and took it to the beach to play in the sand
• How precious can human life be? There are six billion people on the planet!
• She may be pretty and have more money than me but she doesn't write songs about you.
• She told me I looked like a Henry, and this is how she would know me
• A tentative laugh, she expected to be interrupted
• How Can You Be in Two Places at Once When You're Not Anywhere at All?
• It must be the Friday night before Valentine's Day.
• I have to wonder how this can be a metaphor for my life
• How interracial coupling can be eugenic
• How can a thinking, rational adult be an atheist?
• She is glowing on fire. can she see that?
• This must be the night when I remember how to fly, when the breeze catches my weight at last
• How can a thinking, rational adult be a monotheist?
• How long must I stay in my pajamas before I turn into Howard Hughes?
• How can something be more beautiful than it is?
• You can learn a lot about a person by how they act at an Airport
• She probably thought your first language was English; your real first language was Joyce
• If you meet a strange, confident woman, she may well be a witch
• She handed me my first sharpened pencil.
• how can one be a sportsman
• Before she started smoking
• She remembers the stars
• She tells stories as if she knows what the ending will be.
• she does not know how much I need this
• How's she cutting?
• How complex can a public toilet be?
• How to tell whether a figure can be drawn in one stroke
• She was so pleased to learn that she was right
• How to be the first one off the line at a 4-way stop sign
• How can something so incredibly beautiful be so incredibly wrong?
• All right. She can fly circles around Uranus, but where's the bathroom?
• Surah 60 She that is to be Examined
• If Huey Lewis Isn't Still Cool Then How Can I Be?
• Learning to play the drums
• She bruised her knee. This is how we met.
• How can idealism be a bad thing?
• All the things she had at one point wanted to be
• The stars were bright that night she left me forever
• How she saw the moon
• How clear she shines
• She teaches a night class. Psychology 100, to be precise.
• She was cilantro, jalapeņo, habanero. She was the hot plate you must not touch.
• How can vitality be achieved in figure painting?
• If it's "natural," why must it be learned?
• Spinning shapes like a song out of order. In the dark she can see fireflies.
• Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
• How can you arrive anywhere if you don't take that first road trip?
• She bought a new smile every week when we first started seeing each other. Then I had to buy them.
• One must trust in the law, and keep within the heart the knowledge that the law of this world is the same right and just law that governed us when we were merely stars.
• Religion doesn't exist just so that people can be told what to think
• How to be a jerk and piss off your SO
• This Star Wars sheet may be worth something, but I just need a tablecloth
• Still she cried, and still the world pursues
• English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Phrases
• The picture she drew in my notebook
• To a girl who thought she was moving away
• All Flesh Must Be Eaten
• piano outside in the snow. and she was spinning
• She touched my life for a second and made everything peach-scented
• And yet she lingers
• The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
• She wanted to go to Paris
• I am my mother's daughter, and she is my daughter
• Hours pass, but she still counts the minutes
• How to be Happy, Dammit
• How the Internet Came to Be
• How to get Apache to be a bit more secretive
• every partial order can be extended to a total order
• Checking how deep the water is before jumping in is not cowardice.
• How Eulenspiegel staged a play for Easter Mass
• How to get rid of spiders before they get rid of YOU
• How can someone worship a dead naked man nailed to a cross as their god?
• How can an atheist have morals?
• Team Play First
• You must be 18 or older to enter
• The Hedgehog Can Never Be Buggered At All
• Must be a lesbian
• This poem can be put off no longer
• asking only to be stared into, offering no reward
• ordering a pizza can be a painful experience
• The Big Bang as the origin of matter
• She arose and said matter-of-factly
• This child has talent. She needs a better box of paints.
• She sang of fantastic green islands, and sparkling fish, never telling that she haunted the waters
• She sat in virginal white, eyes closed, with only her face in rose
• She Stoops to Conquer
• She wasn't connected to the earth the way the rest of us are
• Let him who is without sin among you be the first to cast a stone
• She is silver, mechanical. She sees in infrared.
• She favors black bras
• Overcoming arachnophobia, or how I learned to love the spiders with HUMAN HEADS!
• she bigbob2_root (category)
• As she walked into the sea she complained, "I'm drowning."
• Just because she's nice to you doesn't mean she wants to fuck you
• Yesterday I learned how to kiss
• Those Who Must Be Kept
• How to be a badass
• How we were, before you were
• Getting out of a traffic ticket
• Love is like skipping, if you know the secret, you can learn to fly
• Building a castle entirely out of Mountain Dew cans
• Be all that you can be
• You can suck dick and still be a virgin, Mary
• Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
• She said, while hugging a bowl of turnips close to her bosom
• She was steady
• She Fucks Me
• She hates my futon
• He Said, She Said
• She lies upstairs, a gray whisper
• Isn't she a little young?
• alive she cried_root (category)
• She left me on the boardwalk with my head held in my hands.
• Thou shalt learn how to spell
• She works in mysterious ways
• How to play Scottish bagpipes
• she looked good
• there are some things that can only be said at the top of a ferris wheel
• Aristotle's Lost Library, Medieval Andalusia & Chinese Paper, or How Europe Learned to Learn Again and Why the Renaissance Happened When & Where It Did
• Genetic Engineering, and How We Can Survive
• How the General Met the First and Foremost
• First Star Software
• Lessons to be learned from Napster
• She said
• English As She Is Spoke: Familiar Dialogues, Part I
• How to watch the stars from a secluded island
• It must be hard for God to get a date
• A chorus of phones each time she calls
• Can my nodes be used against me in a court of law?
• She was very beautiful. Y'know?
• She is stupidly keeping herself a secret, when I know she has sparkly things to show me
• She is so beautiful, I gave up Nihilism for her
• We are the servants of our muse, and we toil where she commands
• She was an intellectual prostitute, seducing me with profound truisms
• She tasted like whiskey and blood and cemetery dirt.
• each flake a cold kiss she brushes off
• She smelt of spoilt T-forms
• She is and was
• How the Internet came to be: The birth of the ARPANET
• How we were, before we were
• How an S-R latch can destroy the universe
• The New Face of the BSOD: An Adventure in Password Recovery
• Can you play Backstreet Boys?
• Oh Shit. How can I take him home to Mother?
• We must be traveling through time backwards
• Your poem must fit entirely in the box below to be eligible for the contest
• She pulled the "I love you" on me
• she turns and smiles, then walks away
• She told me I'd make a good Satan
• She Sells Sanctuary
• Can the Koran from Eternity be?
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• She threw herself from the bed
• He touched her once and she turned into a golden creature. He never touched her again.
• She hated the screen porch, but she loved the heat
• She didn't want the truth; she wanted to make a good man squirm
• she, he, and me
• born baby blue, tonight she is burning red
• She was like a candle in the wind: unreliable
• How a little girl learns to ride a bike
• Whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist
• DJuxtaposition vs. Gamestop : Or how I learned to let go of the PS2 and start loving the DC
• How to be a lardass
• How to be a geek
• to live outside the law you must be honest
• grumbling dissertation on how everything would be much better if it all were to explode
• Surah 58 She that Disputeth
• I haven't seen her in a month. She is still beautiful.
• For a lawyer she was surprisingly like a child. Sometimes.
• She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
• She Takes Flight
• She was never mine. I always shared her.
• She is the tear that hangs inside my soul forever
• How to be a moron in any city but Baltimore
• She is not a girl, she is a woman. No, wait, she's a girl.
• She had fingernails that shined like justice
• She looks good in black
• A woman will do anything if she loves you.
• Let Us Be Merry Before We Go
• Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost
• I wish I knew how it would feel to be free
• only cold little handheld mirrors in the wee hours of the morning can be trusted
• Learn how to swear in different languages
• Two Can Play That Game

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