Findings:

• It’s in his name and his clothes and his hands and his lips
• Sorry to eat and run, but I've got to go stop Lincoln from killing Hitler in his crib
• 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.
• Sparkling like a star in his hand, melting like a snowflake
• judge a captain not by his shipwrecks, but by whether or not he blames the sea
• before the internet when teen had REAL relationship the boy could look at the girl and judge the diameter of her thorax with his feelers and determine whether the mating ritual could commence but NO MORE. evil woman use her computer sorcery
• Every normal man must be tempted at times to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and start slitting throats
• Of course I refused, afraid of what his hands might feel like
• but you had his eyes and that was sort of almost enough
• Man is but the imprint of his native landscape
• In Which Ethel Gao Gets Off His Butt and Accepts the Call
• She doesn't know what he sees, but sometimes it makes his face beautiful
• If my roommate doesn't keep his hands off my shit, I'm gonna fuck him up
• A guitar is easy in his hands / so is an airplane / so is a pen
• Bukowski stands alone, the bar bell's hammer in his hand
• Adam Smith and His Amazing Invisible Hand
• He Died with a Felafel in His Hand
• He stretched out his arms but she was not there
• My hands in his pockets
• 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 hand speaks a foreign language to her ribs.
• The object of war is not to die for your country, but to make the other bastard die for his
• I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
• Tucker: The Man And His Dream
• his
• his ability to be stubborn beyond comprehension
• Saturn Devouring His Children
• To His Mistress Going to Bed
• and then his words silenced my noisy thought
• Words that sound dirty but really aren't
• Edwin Found Jesus in His Big Baggy Jeans
• i like his madness
• He's dead, Jim. You grab his wallet, I'll grab his tricorder.
• A Boy and His Dog
• Villanelle of Ye Young Poet's First Villanelle to his Ladye and Ye Difficulties
• A great big ugly man came up and tied his horse to me
• How Spider-Man and His Amazing Friends wrecked my love life
• I once helped Jason Priestley's girlfriend find his dick
• up his own arse
• Their feet grow dark with his blood
• We decorated his van with crayons and fluorescent paints
• Sokath, his eyes uncovered
• Justin Trudeau's eulogy for his father, Pierre Elliott Trudeau
• And then I broke his nose
• People without dirty hands are wrong.
• Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
• The Fisherman and His Nets
• too big for his britches
• The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
• nothing to do but hold the hand of the Buddha and roam
• The Man and His Wife
• The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
• Atom and His Package
• How the Whale Got His Throat
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 5
• The Fisherman and his Soul
• Pascal on his deathbed
• His Majesty the Scarecrow
• Phosphor reading by His own Light
• 32 Reasons Andrew Deserves His Door
• The Horse and His Boy
• Valediction to His Book
• "I see," said the blind man to his deaf wife as he picked up his hammer and saw
• The Fisherman and His Wife
• And in His Brave Court
• Jack, his Girlfriend, and the Two Black Eyes
• A dude with an elbow for an ear and an eye stuck on his ass cheek
• The Little Boy and his Dogs
• In his autumn before the winter comes man's last mad surge of youth
• lawnjart spills his guts to the press
• His chocolate stained lips
• Forgetting his life away
• Then I poked him in his sunburn
• Your hands are in my hair, but my heart is in your teeth
• Dirty Hands
• that clean air smell. like living on a mountain and hanging your clothes out to dry.
• Augie van Smith blushed and wiped chocolate off his lips
• The Cook, The Thief, His Wife and Her Lover
• Why would a god let so many of his "flock" stray?
• Nicole Oresme and his Philosophies: An Example of Medieval Scientific Thought
• Candide and His Valet Arrive in the Country of El Dorado--What They Saw There
• The Ass and His Masters
• The Ass and His Shadow
• how Wiener found his way home
• Let the earth hear his voice
• His Royal Highness
• Johnny Got His Gun
• His 'N' Hers
• Toward his impossible light
• Innocent contact with his flesh
• How the Camel Got His Hump
• Vegas stories: Someone cut his throat
• I've never seen a glacier up close, but I've touched your hand. It felt so cold.
• Darth Everything meets Death who has just knocked on his front door
• The kinda guy whose SO wants to install a video camera in his head
• The Colour Of His Voice
• My next door neighbor has human heads in his freezer
• Tokusan holds his bowl
• How Pac-Man got his name
• Did Nixon beat his wife?
• When the foeman bares his steel
• In His Own Image
• The Man who Mistook His Wife for a Hat
• In the Springtime of His Voodoo
• trumpet of his rump
• I saw his round mouth's crimson
• Yes, I put Nair in his shampoo
• Kissing a man all over his face
• The Gift, the Giver, the Rebel, the Thief, and the Stranger and his Glue
• My brother is still dead... and now I have his car...
• I went to visit his grave
• The Old Man and His Big Toe
• His Flames Are Joys
• How many times has God twiddled his thumbs before he put vertebrates on the Earth?
• Orpheus and his Twice Dead bride, Eurydice
• I cried in his arms
• To Each His Own
• his throbbing manhood
• Requiem for What's His Name
• His majesty's caravan is as compelling as your temper.
• His Toniness
• To me he is a daisy and I keep trying to count his petals
• As the band laughed, her finger traced his spine, and he folded into her
• Eli Whitney and his Patent
• The Help moJoe find his Biological Mother Project
• Getting Dirty in the Clean Room
• Swooping through the almost silent night with no hands on your handlebars but it's OK
• Our dirty and clean parts are equal
• Everything dirty, sweat yourself clean
• Picked his bones in whispers
• His Serene Highness Prince Rainier III
• On His Blindness
• His hips know the original dance
• de Molay recanted his confession
• Spinning in his grave
• Touch the Hem of His Garment
• Captain Carrot and His Amazing Zoo Crew
• His girlfriend
• The General in his Labyrinth
• How Candide Killed the Brother of His Dear Cunegund
• The Eagle and His Captor
• The Ass and His Driver
• His Name Is Alive
• How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
• Push butt: Rub hands under arm
• Oedipus-Schmedipus, as long as he loves his mother
• The Ass and His Purchaser
• The Brazier and His Dog
• How Candide Found His Old Master Pangloss Again and What Happened to Him
• If you look hard enough, you can see Satan and his works everywhere
• A man with a tapeworm up his nose
• To His Coy Mistress
• If a geek.boy wrote poetry to his geek.girl
• Today your little boy is sprouting ten fingers and shedding his tail
• How The Rhinoceros Got His Skin
• pull the steel wool over his eyes
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 2
• Von Kempelen and his Discovery
• The Passionate Shepherd to His Love
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 4
• God's in His Heaven, All's Right With the World
• The Fisherman and His Soul: Part 3
• An Irish Airman foresees his Death
• Spider-Man and his Amazing Friends
• On the one hand my life is in danger, but on the other hand, I'm getting really stoned
• Musical Terms Applying to Percussion that Sound Dirty But Really Aren't
• Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in his shoes
• river, in all his innocent beauty and home in hers
• Why I didn't want to find his love letters in my copy of East of Eden
• His mournful lamenting, like smoke on the mountains
• the moile with the clocks in his window
• Zuigan calls his own master
• 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
• The Bishop Orders His Tomb at Saint Praxed's Church
• Bless his Heart
• My Uncle, on His 80th Birthday

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