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He stretched out his arms but she was not there
I should ask my barber where he gets his hair cut, then go there and slowly make my way up the chain
He Would Close His Eyes, and the World Would Burn.
He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
He wakes up everyday, puts an empty gun in his mouth, and pulls the trigger.
I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
He is honest and forthright with strangers. He reserves his lies for his family
He tells me that I could have his heart and I want to take it right then, slip it into my pocket and run
I kicked the Martian in his otherworldly balls, and he screamed like the solar wind howling through a planetary magnetosphere
In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
the grey in his hair had done nothing to tarnish the gleam in his eye
Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
Meanwhile, the PILOT, who has been laughing hysterically through the entire sequence, finally loses it. He falls out of his chair and bangs his head against the panel, causing the ship to lose control and crash into a nearby planet
No one will ever love Adam for his honesty. It's just not there
His Eyes Are Closed
his eyes are colorless
How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
I knew enough about him to know his name and what kind of snowball he could make
He weaves his words
He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
For every rich man who tries to leave this world for a better one with his fancy tomb surrounded by mourners, there are many more who perish alone in the cold, forgotten by all but God.
Amakuni once drew an old sword of his from a box, suddenly overjoyed by something he had cast aside.
He found a liquid cure for his landlocked blues
He made a way to his anger
It's easier to kick a praying man, because he's on his knees already
So while Faust is busy trying to wipe the blood off his face and Shorty's trying to claw his eyes out, I mosey away and try my hand at storming the castle
His Eyes Are On The Sparrow
his is a local shop for local people. There's nothing for you here.
He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
His eyes shine bright with cruelty and unnatural lust
His mouth tastes like blood and sugar.
I like to imagine that Bond's firing the tank shells out of his mouth
He flops over and bonks his head
"I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
pull the steel wool over his eyes
He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
Seven opening lines if he would ever look me in the eye
When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
mr. T pities the fool regardless of whether he is wearing his seatbelt
If a frog had wings, he wouldn't kick his tail when he jumped
The fire of God in his eyes
I saw his round mouth's crimson
If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
his mismatched flannel pajamas and brown eyes
but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
The Man With the Child in His Eyes
His smartphone lay in the road, its screen locked with music still playing through the earbuds.
So I'm wrestling with the demoness while the priest is trying not to soil his vestments, and Faust is just sitting there like an idiot
A chained man need only shut his eyes to make the world explode.
How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
The Man with the Flower in his Mouth
Since his eyes were like perfect packed suitcases
I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
a boy cries behind the bright screen of his phone; another lays mumbling about a ballads of his misfortune
As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
He lived in southern California with his tanned, powdered mother
Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
I wish I could open his eyes
why is the great man great? he keeps on running through a world of his own.
judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
He throws his heart down like a gauntlet
He who does not forget his first love will not recognize his last
I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
So he's dressed a little differently and he has a halo-like light above his head.
His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
He's a feminist. He tells that to all his mistresses.
he is too shy to write his tale
A dude with an elbow for an ear and an eye stuck on his ass cheek
He just left his body
He began to learn that waste flows downstream. Imagine his surprise.
Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
I saved his life. He does not know it.
His eyes look out at me from people that I meet
Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
Jack, his Girlfriend, and the Two Black Eyes
Sokath, his eyes uncovered
Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew
How The Rhinoceros Got His Skin
The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
Nicole Oresme and his Philosophies: An Example of Medieval Scientific Thought
The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 2
An Irish Airman foresees his Death
There is a clown. He sells meat. I bought you some Chicken McNuggets.
A Boy and His Dog
He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
A man with a tapeworm up his nose
Let the earth hear his voice
My Uncle, on His 80th Birthday
The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 5
To His Coy Mistress
Spinning in his grave
On His Blindness
To His Mistress Going to Bed
His Royal Highness
Innocent contact with his flesh
If a geek.boy wrote poetry to his geek.girl
How the Camel Got His Hump
The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 3
the moile with the clocks in his window
Bless his Heart
The Fisherman and his Soul
Today your little boy is sprouting ten fingers and shedding his tail
Atom and His Package
Wheresoever he went, there was Eden
And yet he continues to sit there
Can God create a boulder so large He can't have anal sex with it?
There is a speck of dust in my eye, honestly
What's he building in there?
The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
"All these years," he said, "I've been opening the window and making love to the world."
de Molay recanted his confession
Why would a god let so many of his "flock" stray?
Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
The Ass and His Driver
The Ass and His Shadow
The Brazier and His Dog
How Candide Found His Old Master Pangloss Again and What Happened to Him
The Man and His Wife
The Ass and His Purchaser
The Ass and His Masters
Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends
If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
Touch the Hem of His Garment
A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me
Big Eyes, Small Mouth
How the Whale Got His Throat
Villanelle of Ye Young Poet's First Villanelle to his Ladye and Ye Difficulties
The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
how Wiener found his way home
If you look hard enough, you can see Satan and his works everywhere
eyes as large as teacups
Toward his impossible light
The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 4
Von Kempelen and his Discovery
His 'N' Hers
The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church
God's in His Heaven, All's Right With the World
Johnny Got His Gun
Pascal on his deathbed
The Fisherman and His Nets
He makes me feel alone just by being there
He thinks a path and travels the emptiness that was there
There's a guy works down the chip shop swears he's Elvis
Going to school with large bags under your eyes
Alice without opening her eyes says You have to stop crying you are shaking the bed.
Once there was a bug in a hole that he dug
Picked his bones in whispers
his
His hips know the original dance
The General in his Labyrinth
chocolate in the mouth is like green green grass to the eyes
His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III
sometimes, after an adventure, he likes to sit out there and think
Vegas stories: Someone cut his throat
How Candide Killed the Brother of His Dear Cunegund
The Eagle and His Captor
His Name Is Alive
His girlfriend
too big for his britches

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