Findings:
- She's sitting across the table from me, my probable future wife
- All that was left of her was a damp handkerchief
- His ex-wife was so frigid, her clitoris was only the tip of the iceberg.
- All he left her was alone
- Fruit cut from the vine, forgot and left to rot, long before it was time
- I got the feeling the Fairy Council was mad at me when the president knocked over her coffee to get a better grip on my neck
- I set my sister up with her husband, and all I got was this great dress and a trip to Hawaii
- Her innocence fell. She kicked at it some, frowned, and left it there because it was beautiful.
- across a wider table
- Here's Me Inside Her But I Can Tell From Her Vagina She Doesn't Really Care
- I got it from Agnes
- They had left, but her mascara kept running
- She was the prettiest, loveliest cat at the ball and she had upon her fine gilded whiskers.
- Which God was cooler, the one from the Old Testament or the one from the New Testament?
- Her dreams involve a backstroke and a full moon
- Tips on not getting caught, from Paul Manafort
- Including her knees and a dragon made from a sock
- An ocean away and here he was, seeping into her
- If I was any good at this, I would be getting paid
- It all burned up in the fire there was nothing left
- She was so quiet that nobody heard her
- There once was a man from St. Paul
- Removed from humanity, I realized I was just another distraction
- I never even went to Las Vegas, and all I got was this lousy t-shirt
- How to tell if a guy is circumcised from across the bar
- I went to Atlanta and all I got was this lousy pile of junk
- From across a crowded room
- If her secrets spilled from her eyes into his
- From Her to Eternity
- 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.
- Across the street from the karaoke bar
- you never once told her how beautiful she was nor how much you truly loved her
- There never was a body that gave the undertaker a tip
- When I was little my mother told me not to sit close to the T.V., so when I was six I did.
- She always was devious in her beauty
- How I was thrown from a car at 45 mph
- She plugs her tears in the way you'd keep a dam from breaking
- the linear and the docile go feral at her command. we're on the run from rogue rivers and predatory trains.
- We enjoy a quiet but satisfying yuletide until people from the social services come to release us
- Her presumptive green lipstick shown across the room
- The dubious distinction of being criticized from the left by the Ku Klux Klan
- Looking back from time to time, her tears falling fast
- The Firestone dealership was full to the brim with cars. But I reasoned I would need a boat, since my desire was to go to Ireland. Just then a harsh reminder surfaced; water is expensive in hell.
- I wonder sometimes if it is milk in her hair, full of sweetness,
- collecting on old debts from when mom was a loan shark
- I was Christian and all I got was this lousy painting
- her curiosity got the better of her.
- The hostages wrote thank you cards to their captors when they got home.
- She is a night of dark trees, but he who is not afraid of her darkness will find banks full of roses under her cypresses
- This book was stolen from the Harvard College Library. It was later recovered. The thief was sentenced to two years at hard labor.
- Tales From the Service Center
- I don't think I was rude to her, just cold and curt
- A dose of mystery slipped into her cocktail while she was in the ladies' room
- Her hair was seaweed and the Pacific wind sang
- A salted moment of memories smudged across my face, and I’ve already forgiven her. It’s all over now
- That week with her was like drinking bubbles
- Her self image was not the force field she imagined it to be
- She grew a little older, while he was telling her
- This guy tipped his waitress a dollar with a dick drawn on it. What happened next left me questioning everything I ever thought about income inequality.
- What was left was tiny
- That was what her hunger was like: mesmerizing, directed, floating like a public secret just under the cloud cover.
- I was relieved to find my services no longer required
- Head of paid service
- making certain he was touching her
- she left her handwriting all over the calendar
- The people from work table
- I've got to get away from all this escapism
- As She Climbed Across the Table
- Getting free pizza
- Getting free computer parts
- I tiptoe back into myself so I can run from what I was
- She is lobbing rainbows at me from across the room and I am swallowing them like fear.
- H-Day: Sweden's conversion from left to right side driving
- Saturday night, the words falling from her lips
- Inches away from her face
- Notes from the Service Line
- 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
- Today I clean her little fingerprints from my window
- Having to sit next to my ex on my flight from Chicago
- Rachel from Cardholder services
- I was shaking, but not from the cold
- All Those Tears But I Learned Something From Her
- born under candlelight just from the edge of a knife, was it a life? or was it a light at all?
- Ask her if she's got an answer
- I fried myself in The Finnish E2 Get-Together, and all I got was a hippie song stuck in my head
- Awful Green Things from Outer Space
- She's got Zelda Fitzgerald mercury in her veins
- Since she whom I lov'd hath paid her last debt
- I Kissed "Weird Al" Yankovic and All I Got Was This Lousy T-shirt
- I got a girl in the war, Paul, her eyes are like champagne
- I turned Quizro into a Quiet Riot CD, and all I got was this jar of lemon-flavoured pickles.
- Sorry to eat and run, but I've got to go stop Lincoln from killing Hitler in his crib
- I got junk mail from the Dalai Lama
- Seems I might have stolen the blue part of her rainbow, but all I really did was make it bigger, a way bigger blue
- The emotion on her face was always the one that she was feeling in her heart
- She was inside the music, with her eyes closed
- All the while he was talking she was thinking what his whiskers would feel like on the back of her neck
- little pieces of her tragically poetic attempts at being loved that she was startlingly aware of, today
- She was most amazed by the obvious, like January and the fact that I could not possibly keep her.
- All that’s left of her is black print
- Small bits of glitter accidentally left on her eyelashes
- Despite her station, the quarry was never alone
- it was just as if she held her breath for 82 years
- She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.
- Our love is eternal. The night will end. The dragon is forever. Good will prevail. Mother sits on her throne.
- What was left after the party
- The serpent was in the garden again, but there weren't any apples left in the tree, so I figured things were cool.
- there was more poetry in her shopping lists than in any of my rhymes
- I couldn't sit, it was Thursday
- It was something that sang out while burning itself up, at the risk that nothing would be left.
- So I turned round and there was an inflatable man sat at the table
- Was not cleanly unmounted, check forced
- To sit with a dog on a hillside on a glorious afternoon is to be back in Eden, where doing nothing was not boring - it was peace.
- It was something that sand out while burning itself up, at the risk that nothing would be left.
- The sun was caught playing unashamedly in her auburn hair, setting our world on fire with giddiness
- Funny -- she looks much smaller from outside her head
- Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel no compulsion to get up from the table
- Yesterday I (supposedly) got a call from Douglas Coupland
- Finding the origin of a Hotmail message
- I'd rip the curs-ed phone from the wall if it weren't sitting on a table
- I dreamed of her pulse long before I took it from her
- How my Father was excommunicated from the LDS Church
- I watched her from afar
- I hide in the darkness of the cry that comes from her throat
- Please remove your morality from my vagina. Thank you.
- What I learned from fingertips under the table
- Things I've learned from living with an unwed mother and her two small children
- Scribblings from a table at Rue De La Course
- She always was all tea and oranges that came all the way from China
- Thanks from our Hearts
- Getting paid overtime to check people's bags for dangerous iced tea
- So there I was, naked and hiding, facing the dissertation committee from the Isle of Lesbos
- I tried to memorise her, from beginning to end
- the day jbo got permission from DJ Assault to post lyrics
- It was daylight when you looked up from your ditch
- As seen mouthed through one half inch of safety glass as the bus pulled away from the terminal and left a westward wafting cloud of exhaust
- Having gotten myself into a position where I can have my cake and eat it too, I feel a strong compulsion to get up from the table
- sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass
- I was less than one hundred footsteps away from you I suppose
- The trail of its demise was visible from the surf.
- I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.
- Shoo Cat, Go down from the Table!
- Getting food from outdoor restaurant tables
- all I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
- In the Fifties, a visitor from Great Britain to New York City notices a young Black woman driving a limousine. A portly middle-aged man, race undetermined, is in the back. Tell her story.
- I used to think of sobriety as a purgatory, and that to be under the influence of drugs was relief from it. Now that I'm older I believe the opposite to be true.
- how many bird nests would be made from her lovely hair
- His love was enormous; it cleared rooms that desperately wanted to be full.
- It was from the artists and poets that the pertinent answers came.
- The guy who got Isekai'd straight from 1942 Stalingrad to a fantasy land
- I didn't ask if the glass was half full or half empty. I've always had enough to drink.
- I think of Marriage as a Feast Table full of various Foods
- Paid in Full
- How I almost got shot all up full of holes
- I got the stigmata from a bike on a long gravel road.
- I've got access to Mother now, and I'll get my own answers, thank you
- I worked at summer camp, and all I got was this lousy case of gangrene
- Debra Ann's got a tiger in her hips
- How Stella Got Her Groove Back
- I spent one year in love and all I got was this lousy T-Shirt.
- I Dropped Out of School, and All I Got Was This Necklace
- How Marsha Davis got her boyfriend
- There was a time when I got lost wherever I went.
- I remember when it was me who made her skin flush
- On Her Majesty's Secret Service
- I went to Voodoo Donuts and all I got was this lousy concussion
- And then I crawled out from under the table
- She was never mine. I always shared her.
- I don't remember what her name was so let's call her Doris
- Since I left her
- On Her Majesty's Service
- Where was her angel all those times the sky clouded over
- DOGG check it I am by this creek; and I got hell of emotions...in my brain
- I was sure it was her
- Her name was Natalie
- I remember when it was me who made her toilet flush
- Last time I checked, Buddha was not just some lameass winamp skin for Jesus
- A million feet in military lockstep across the new millennium's bridges
- Willy Loman was wrong in life but he was right on the inside
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