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Suicide Was A Good Choice
He was born with the gift of logic but the inability to use it
As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
he was alive, and some of the other people, they were carbon copies
some say he was never here at all
What I would do If I knew what was good for me
She grew a little older, while he was telling her
I married him because he was not mean
Food was purer in the good old days
in the morning it was almost too dead center
How Eulenspiegel, along with the other boys, was made to eat too much bread
He was an ant on an ill-defined mission. She was the trapdoor spider of love.
The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist
The Abridged Edition: She was to one side, he was to the other, an untested bridge between them
Tom, He was a Piper's Son
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.
That's Just How He Was
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 listened so well, he was still curious.
Outside the train station she was the only person wearing an Orange raincoat and a look of surprise
He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
He had fallen in love, but I'm pretty sure the hellhound was only in it for the belly rubs
How Candide Was Brought Up in a Magnificent Castle and How He Was Driven Thence
The gun is good. The penis is evil. The penis shoots seeds, and makes new life, and poisons the earth with a plague of men, as once it was. But the gun shoots death, and purifies the earth of the filth of brutals. Go forth and kill!
He was confirming to himself that they were laughing with him after all
Mr. Lunch liked to chase birds. In fact, he was a professional.
More than he was willing to give
He Was a Crook
When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
At least he was gentle
Sex with my sister was always really, really good
He was found
When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
It was the Fourth Verse that they couldn't deal with
strange and too short but I was lonely
Jessica, too tall but still lovely, was not sure she would or should drop the whale
Jesus said, "I love him, for he is my brother." He was talking about everyone.
It was too late by the time the robots came and I couldn't, I just couldn't
Maxwell was certainly not surprised
The girl didn't know if she was loved until he said yes.
If I was any good at this, I would be getting paid
Two of them. Hovering there like bloated gas giants in the heavens. Good God, it was beautiful.
If I was a good person
I'm starting to think I was a waste of a perfectly good placenta
"He was a terrible man," she sobbed, between bites of alimony
In the end, it was a Good Thing that I rushed Pierre.
I was never any good at maths at school
It was late when he came home; it woke you up
Then again, maybe he was recruiting for a cult
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
He dreamt he was a bulldozer, she dreamt she was alone in an empty bed
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
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 don't know what he was listening for, but he wasn't listening
He wasn't programmed to be a tenor, he was programmed to be a physician!
An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
Wheresoever he went, there was Eden
He was the kind of man who shacked up for shelter
It was 1992. He smiled.
He thinks a path and travels the emptiness that was there
Donald Duck was banned in Finland because he doesn't wear pants
Shaymus is older than I thought he was
All he left her was alone
The Trial: Andrew Johnson was not guilty of the crimes for which he was impeached.
She was coming out as he was going in.
He was like the bottle of Champagne Krug
He made me promise I would do this when I was next sad. So I promised myself I would not be sad again.
Once there was a bug in a hole that he dug
He was hard in all the wrong places
He Was Only Joking
he was a punk poet himself
When I was 21, he was building a Time Machine
The class valedictorian was still tripping balls when he was bailed out in time to give the commencement speech at graduation
The Marlboro Man died of cancer, but he wasn't a rocket scientist when he was healthy, ha ha ha.
"I was surprised to hear about the cat."
I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy
If I was a woman I'd be a feminist too
God was in the west too, at one time.
The beggar who was too rich for my money
Death was a part of me then, too.
making certain he was touching her
I was alone for too long
She was too beautiful to be human
I was adored once too
He was a man stuck between the objective and the subjective
She had become a mutton for punishment and he was a wolf
If the King's English was good enough for Jesus
This was unexpected, my soul's connection to you
Climbing cherry trees when I was younger
I was a young boy that had big plans
No shit, there I was
the good days are killing me too
That time I was almost killed by scary cult children
How Candide Was Obliged to Leave the Fair Cunegund and the Old Woman
Wouldn't it suck to be God's mom and not even get laid in the deal?
Understood too well for your own good
The mighty have fallen, and I don't feel too good myself
Descartes was wrong
was
You're too good to be human
Was (Not Was)
Being a good lab partner and dealing with a bad lab partner
It was a dark and stormy night
Here lies one whose name was writ in water
I was once a victim of Catholic schooling
If Dr. Seuss Were a Tech Writer
It was not a dream
Was not cleanly unmounted, check forced
The day I realized what being alive was
There was once a Man
He's not cute, as in good looking, but he's got a cute psychosis
a good deal alone
he doesn't know, but her eyes widen too far
he is too shy to write his tale
He began to learn that waste flows downstream. Imagine his surprise.
Why was Cthulhu blue?
Life's Too Good
my only pin-up was Pelé
A poem I wrote when I was 5
"Oskee wee wee! Oskee wa wa!"
Disgusted, but not surprised
Trompe
And the sky was made of amethysts
The cactus that told me my mom was asleep
'T was
the seven hills of Rome
When I was your age
Man was created in God's image
I was discovered by scientists, what will they call me?
I was once stranded on a dessert island
It was you, Atthis
Theories as to what was inside the briefcase in Pulp Fiction
The world was designed for giant squid
Where were you when Kennedy was shot?
I Kissed "Weird Al" Yankovic and All I Got Was This Lousy T-shirt
It was all God's fault
Just how perfect was Jesus?
Fast-talking career gal who thought she was one of the boys
That was a joke, son.
Vancouver, Washington
The Good Gardener (On How He Fell)
got to be good looking cause he's so hard to see
He's a good guy friend
Too much of a good thing
CORDYCEPS: Too clever for their own good
He's a good conversationalist, he's a gentleman
Beautiful Cinnamon Roll Too Good For This World, Too Pure
Too good to be true
Perils of being too good at your job
If he means to kidnap you, sorry for ruining the surprise
What would aliens think of us if Everything was all they had?
The Walrus was Paul
Kilroy was here
This wasn't how it was supposed to be
What I wrote when I was missing David
Why I was convinced I would die young
It was not a weather balloon at Roswell
Able was I, ere I saw Elba
I was expecting it to hurt like a fuck
Music was better in the old days
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