Findings:

• I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
• Back when our blood was still warm
• The cult leader poured himself a drink and started on about his plans, and I wondered how the priest was getting on
• My man was shot for his sheep coat
• When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
• His collection of substances that should not exist was stolen. The thieves then killed themselves 1000 times over.
• His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
• The land of our fathers, stolen before we knew it was our own
• The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
• I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
• because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
• His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
• but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
• unfortunately, his entire corpus was composed in English, and so has been lost to the ravages of time
• His version was better
• When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
• Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
• We find tonight what was hidden beneath our hearts
• Pain and beauty, our constant bedfellows. Young as I was, I understood.
• When our word was iron
• This Was Our Pact
• He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
• It Was a Lover and His Lass
• All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
• Our Exagmination Round His Factification for Incamination of Work in Progress
• his
• The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
• Picked his bones in whispers
• Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
• A Boy and His Dog
• On His Blindness
• Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
• His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III
• The General in his Labyrinth
• Spinning in his grave
• Why would a god let so many of his "flock" stray?
• de Molay recanted his confession
• too big for his britches
• John Cassavettes Was No Help At All
• The Fisherman and His Nets
• Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew
• Touch the Hem of His Garment
• How Candide Found His Old Master Pangloss Again and What Happened to Him
• Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
• Atom and His Package
• Vegas stories: Someone cut his throat
• His Name Is Alive
• The Eagle and His Captor
• Nicole Oresme and his Philosophies: An Example of Medieval Scientific Thought
• The Ass and His Driver
• The Brazier and His Dog
• The Ass and His Shadow
• The Ass and His Masters
• The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
• The Ass and His Purchaser
• The Man and His Wife
• Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
• Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends
• pull the steel wool over his eyes
• A man with a tapeworm up his nose
• His Royal Highness
• Pascal on his deathbed
• If you look hard enough, you can see Satan and his works everywhere
• How The Rhinoceros Got His Skin
• To His Coy Mistress
• A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me
• Let the earth hear his voice
• Today your little boy is sprouting ten fingers and shedding his tail
• how Wiener found his way home
• If a geek.boy wrote poetry to his geek.girl
• An Irish Airman foresees his Death
• Innocent contact with his flesh
• Villanelle of Ye Young Poet's First Villanelle to his Ladye and Ye Difficulties
• Johnny Got His Gun
• Von Kempelen and his Discovery
• The Fisherman and his Soul
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 2
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 3
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 4
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 5
• Toward his impossible light
• God's in His Heaven, All's Right With the World
• His 'N' Hers
• My Uncle, on His 80th Birthday
• Bless his Heart
• The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church
• the moile with the clocks in his window
• Darth Everything meets Death who has just knocked on his front door
• Phosphor reading by His own Light
• Kissing a man all over his face
• up his own arse
• How Pac-Man got his name
• His mournful lamenting, like smoke on the mountains
• Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in his shoes
• i like his madness
• Then I poked him in his sunburn
• Why I didn't want to find his love letters in my copy of East of Eden
• The Fisherman and His Wife
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• The guy who may as well already be dead and therefore doesn't care about the consequences of his actions and is able to move with perfect freedom for the remainder of what will likely be a tragically short life
• Zuigan calls his own master
• Tokusan holds his bowl
• Saturn Devouring His Children
• The kinda guy whose SO wants to install a video camera in his head
• His Majesty the Scarecrow
• My next door neighbor has human heads in his freezer
• And then I broke his nose
• The Colour Of His Voice
• Yes, I put Nair in his shampoo
• In His Own Image
• "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
• Tucker: The Man And His Dream
• 32 Reasons Andrew Deserves His Door
• When the foeman bares his steel
• I once helped Jason Priestley's girlfriend find his dick
• He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
• Did Nixon beat his wife?
• I saw his round mouth's crimson
• The Man who Mistook His Wife for a Hat
• I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
• his ability to be stubborn beyond comprehension
• Forgetting his life away
• How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
• I went to visit his grave
• Edwin Found Jesus in His Big Baggy Jeans
• Jack, his Girlfriend, and the Two Black Eyes
• His Flames Are Joys
• And in His Brave Court
• The Old Man and His Big Toe
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• his throbbing manhood
• His chocolate stained lips
• and then his words silenced my noisy thought
• The Little Boy and his Dogs
• To Each His Own
• Sokath, his eyes uncovered
• I cried in his arms
• Requiem for What's His Name
• We decorated his van with crayons and fluorescent paints
• lawnjart spills his guts to the press
• His Toniness
• In his autumn before the winter comes man's last mad surge of youth
• drop a piano on his head
• Tolkien Spinning in His Grave
• From each according to his abilities, to each according to his needs
• God loves his children. Who's your daddy?
• His Desire
• Tribute by Senator Edward M. Kennedy to his Fallen Brother, Robert
• His Fraudulency
• A Boy and His Blob
• The shit that gets carried out in His name
• Spike Jones and his City Slickers
• His Dark Materials
• How the King Changed His Mind
• How the Scarecrow Displayed His Wisdom
• Pinocchio and his girlfriend
• Call me back when hair starts growing on his palms
• He flops over and bonks his head
• EDB reads his Message Inbox
• A guitar is easy in his hands / so is an airplane / so is a pen
• On His Having Arrived at the Age of Twenty-Three
• Beelzebub's Tales to His Grandson
• Tolstoy's use of his characters to bring forth his themes
• His eyes look out at me from people that I meet
• The Poet and His Book
• The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose
• his own tongue (user)
• In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
• G-8 and his Battle Aces
• I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
• A depressed Lincoln avoids talk of his broken engagement, January 20, 1841
• Lincoln still melancholy over his broken engagement, January 23, 1841
• Reigns Of Tacitus, Probus, Carus And His Sons
• Reigns Of Tacitus, Probus, Carus And His Sons II
• Reigns Of Tacitus, Probus, Carus And His Sons III
• Intrepid Traveller and His Band of Merry Pranksters Look for A Cool Place

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