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How Candide Was Brought Up in a Magnificent Castle and How He Was Driven Thence
That's Just How He Was
Tom, He was a Piper's Son
More than he was willing to give
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
The Lover Showeth How He Is Forsaken of Such as He Sometime Enjoyed
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
He Was Only Joking
Once there was a bug in a hole that he dug
How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
Wheresoever he went, there was Eden
He taught me how to smoke
As if he knew that words were how I kissed
She was coming out as he was going in.
The class valedictorian was still tripping balls when he was bailed out in time to give the commencement speech at graduation
He was a man stuck between the objective and the subjective
How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
It was 1992. He smiled.
No matter how wise an old sheep, he can't teach a fish how to polevault
I don't know what he was listening for, but he wasn't listening
The Good Gardener (On How He Fell)
In a quiet grove of pines under a frosty sky, he helped her out of the sack. She wore severe white hospital pajamas and was beautiful.
I married him because he was not mean
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
Donald Duck was banned in Finland because he doesn't wear pants
The Marlboro Man died of cancer, but he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha ha ha.
A half-man, half-monstertruck ex-CIA vampire must save the world the only way he knows how: with ROCK
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
He wasn't programmed to be a tenor, he was programmed to be a physician!
some say he was never here at all
he listened so well, he was still curious.
I will fucking REMOVE your writeups about Cloud Strife and how he's cool and mysterious and shit
He was born with the gift of logic but the inability to use it
She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
He thinks a path and travels the emptiness that was there
Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
Shaymus is older than I thought he was
Don't kill your invisible husband to see what he looks like or you'll sob your heart out. But don't worry about the millions of invisible men coming to attack your village because they won't kill you if you don't know how to fight them.
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
The Old Man's Comforts and How He Gained Them
So I was balls deep in the guy's ass that night when he turns to me and asks for a kiss. Damn. What a fag.
The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist
At least he was gentle
It was late when he came home; it woke you up
Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
How Eulenspiegel announced he wanted to fly
As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
How He Didn't Understand Her Whichever
Every minute I stay in this room, I get weaker, and every minute Charlie squats in the bush, he gets stronger.
He Was a Crook
All he left her was alone
He was the kind of man who shacked up for shelter
I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
Of King Sigmund's last battle, and of how he must yield up his sword again
I wanted to see how many times he wouldn't ask.
Would Jesus Christ give money to every bum he came across?
Let's shoot Cupid, see how he likes it
When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
When I was 21, he was building a Time Machine
He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
making certain he was touching her
He was like the bottle of Champagne Krug
The Trial: Andrew Johnson was not guilty of the crimes for which he was impeached.
he was a punk poet himself
He was hard in all the wrong places
when you reflect that john now knows how he's going to die.
He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
He was found
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
he was alive, and some of the other people, they were carbon copies
And he bought our every word for dollars.
I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
I fall in love with my migraine, every day he seduces me with a kiss.
Then again, maybe he was recruiting for a cult
He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
He flew an A-10 Thunderbolt
A man is known by the company he keeps.
He Hate Me
I like the way he reads poetry
He and she are one
He will have the taste of warm ripe fruit in his mouth
He Has Left Us Alone But Shafts of Light Sometimes Grace the Corner of Our Rooms
mad he (user)
He loves me, he loves me not
In Your Heart You Know He's Right
Surah 80 He Frowned!
He died on a Sunday morning
H.E. Roscoe
He ain't heavy, he's my brother
She calls him Sugarcane. He calls her Hurricane.
He never looked back
He Who Is Death
He Had Not Where To Lay His Head
José Bové explains why he destroyed genetically modified maize
"I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
He's a good guy friend
he o hitte shiri tsubome
He weighs the eggs of flies in spiderwebs.
Oh hey, by the way, he's the Antichrist
A man feared that he might find an assassin
If he fell off the Co-op he'd land in the divvy
He says she says
He who controls the past controls the future
Meditation III: Of God: that he Exists : 2
He says the most beautiful things
I wonder if he ever thinks about me
When the principal laughs so hard he can't suspend you
He would shrink into the sky if he could
For my father, in the event he finds me
whatever he touches, if it isn't false already, becomes false
The Pilgrim's Progress: Part I: He is entertained
Let him who is without sin among you be the first to cast a stone
He flops over and bonks his head
I Am He that Aches with Love
Why won't he call?
He Really Wasn't That Great
He giggles, as he wiggles
Jack Was Every Inch a Sailor
How many atoms of Jesus you eat every day?
A Quick One (While He's Away)
In your guts you know he's nuts
To the Memory of My Beloved Master, William Shakespeare, and What He Hath Left Us
As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
He said 'tentacle porn', so I stuck my dick in a toaster and went from there
If he's late, you can always start without him
In the dream he laughs and says, You thought they were graceful on the ground
He makes me feel alone just by being there
Xiao Sha Lao He!
He's not heavy, he's just lame
I'm not HIS sister; he's MY brother
In the end, he could quiet his mind only by dying
Meditation V: Of the Essence of Material Things, and, again, of God, that he Exists
Meditation III: Of God: that he Exists
"Shut up," he explained
he touched me then, but I forgot to feel
He Ain't Heavy, He's My Father
He not busy being born is busy dying
Our God, He Is Alive
he held secret conversations with statues
He gave her a daisy
Why Doesn't He Ask Me to Prom?
It's just the way that he walks
One should be careful to whom he gives the finger
He asks, anxious to hear the story
He is so heavy when he whispers
First thing he guesses is, it's a lipstick kiss on a piece of paper
The time a thug punched my friend in the face because he could
He Ate and Drank the Precious Words
'Get married soon,' he says. 'I want an excuse. I want to know you'.
He fled
My brother never told me not to smoke. He showed me.
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He's not the messiah, he's a very naughty boy
The Story of Jason Squiff and Why He Had a Popcorn Hat, Popcorn Mittens and Popcorn Shoes
He Knows Not Their Names
he says
Yi he quan
He who wants to fight will find a club
He thinks I don't, but I do
The Man He Killed
great things he has taught us
he just died
Every poem about thunder was written under the protection of a roof, or, at the very least, an empty sky
The Message of King Sakis and the Legend of the Twelve Dreams He Had in One Night
Why would he want a writer when he could have a dancer?
The one he murdered once still loves him
A man who never sees a pretty girl without loving her a little
He's got stacks and stacks of words that rhyme, describing what it is to lose
He who has enough to eat does the hungry not believe
He Hudas not pay
He forgets I am my own fierceness; it's not for him
Somehow he reminds me of my mother
To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
And we killed him and he's dead.
"Fill it in", he said.
every statue in town came to life, but they'd been watching long enough to know better than to ever move
He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
He ran over my cousin with a motor home!
God has power, whether or not one believes in Her/Him
What He Suffered
Some say he once killed a man with a guitar string
So, he's leaving
the river was cool. I wiped off every dangerous, sacred drop.
He (user)
He and She
Surely he would remember this
He who smelt it, dealt it

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