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When he was little, he laughed in his sleep.
The cult leader poured himself a drink and started on about his plans, and I wondered how the priest was getting on
I was floating in the ocean of his eyes.
because his heart was heavy, closing, like a tired eyelid
His collection of substances that should not exist was stolen. The thieves then killed themselves 1000 times over.
I'm the only person who'd ever told him to his face he was beautiful.
He was there, and then he wasn't, and with him went those memories
When he was five, his father made him murder his imaginary friend.
My man was shot for his sheep coat
His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
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
His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
Love is stored in the memories of what once was
It wasn't so much a trip down memory lane as it was me carjacking someone's memorymobile and speeding off down the freeway, but I digress.
Johnny Clueless was there, with his Simulated Wood-Grain
He had a prison of brass built in the hole, and then, when it was finished, he locked up his daughter
As I looked back, he was reveling in his own feces
It Was a Lover and His Lass
He stretched out his arms but she was not there
All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
his
The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
Picked his bones in whispers
Those are pearls that were his eyes. Look!
(and it wasn’t in my time nor yet in your time: but a very good time it was for all that)
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
His girlfriend
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
How the Old Woman Took Care Of Candide, and How He Found the Object of His Love
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
To His Mistress Going to Bed
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
Eli Whitney and his Patent
Orpheus and his Twice Dead bride, Eurydice
A dude with an elbow for an ear and an eye stuck on his ass cheek
I don't know where he gets his words but I like them
his ability to be stubborn beyond comprehension
Justin Trudeau's eulogy for his father, Pierre Elliott Trudeau
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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