Mah Poems - Poems about Mah

. for public domain Kansas Love Song For Anne [Chorus] You maikah mah feet, ...

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i don't mean to come hard, but that's my dog, last night-drunk as a skunk at the local bar, they hollered, let's take him home he live right down the street..um like oh no yawl, where's my dog, at the house my dog is looking at me like, take yo drunk self to bed...

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What does the poet write about When all feelings fail, When the ennui on which youth’s pretentions embarked Are the wallpaper of the frail mind Unmentioned, unremarked, When even thoughts of suicide Would require some passion (That has long ago since died) And some energy to fashion? What does the poet write about When love and laughter Hate and spite Sit together playing mah jong In the gloaming of...

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the winds of disdain are blowing causing a lil pain..not wavering cause I know mah future. not wavering, a quantum leap I will be out of this mess-test getting dressed for success, singing a new tune I mean I still love the blues but I aint singing that sad song no mo time for a...

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We catch up on our travels And our families and homes. (Not everyone’s on Facebook Or reveals such stuff in poems.) The lives we live are parallel Though sometimes they converge; So when they do, on food And conversation we do splurge. The game is incidental; Still, we try to do our best But even if we lose all day, It doesn’t make us stressed. An afternoon...

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Wul, I nev'r bin sombuddy and I ain't sombuddy now. I merry'd purty Lizza 'n her daddy had a cow. Livin' in the country is whar I wanna be, Life is gosh darn simple, perty much lak me. Pap-in-lahw's a sinner, he ain't got no soul. Preacher says he lost it, goin' on a roll. Cain't nev'r git it back, so...

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I didn’t win at Mah Jongg, Losing every single game, But nonetheless I’d say That I enjoyed it all the same. To sit around with friends and schmooze And then to break some bread – There aren’t many things that I’d Prefer to do instead. Though often I’m competitive, With Mah Jongg I am not. I’m really not too good at it, But give it...

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my next wife I'm gonna let God pick her and I'm gonna stick to picking watermelons and continue to not be a felon n' stop being don juan. when I look at my wife of some now many years late I wonder why she never got a nose job to make it a little...

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Mah Jongg in the afternoon Always ends a bit too soon. We laugh, we chat, then play begins And 'fore you know it, someone wins. There's so much left we must discuss, So four more walls are built by us And tile by tile, they disappear Until that "Mah Jongg!" shout we hear. And then the game's set up once more But we know...

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a black void, merly a gate way into the mind, a realm shrouded in mystery, an elementalist stands on guard focusing on one point, the shadow of a single stone slab, the beutiful amithist glowing radiently, is it a thought, is it his soul, no... it is his pure essence as he gives in his etire mind and metality as he opens his eyes...

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