Mann Poems - Poems about Mann

Craving sensual thoughts hidden melodies created mastered performed through necessity I’ve become to explore the nature of you the way god made you just for me how you balance the arch in my back the nape of my neck man you are Mann created by god to respond to my beckon call reaching deep into...

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Chand dekhne ko raat ka intezar hai , Maanta is baat ko Sara hi sansar hai Par humne to din mein Chand dekha hai Jbse kiya apka deedar hai Dekha apka roop suhana to Chand bh sharamsaar hai, Is duniya mein sabse sunder, mera hi dildaar hai...

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The option is depressing Legal actions so arrested the Mann In the office was placed there by an all white caucus Political ups and downs Little children and small ghetto towns the Mann People have no word cuz you see the man make sure they're never heard Oh, brother why do you cry Mother there's...

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i have a first edition of magic mountain but by now two thousand and nine teen base camp is filled with trash remains and bodies left behind on the face staying frozen cryo genically stopped even from the thought of half a lung coughing...

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Wanda Mann loves dressing naughty So the lads will call her, "Hottie" But out on a date They all need to wait Because she has to go potty!...

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I do not know if anyone is aware of the plight that the Isle of Man is presently going through. It is the home of one of our own, Jan Allison. check it out online There's a lady we all know and She's going through a blow and I think she should be, in our prayers There's a gale...

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Oh an ode to jenni mann To write an ode, oh an ode to jenni mann Would be good, and proper. Fitting. Fitting, not like the clothes your distant aunty gets you. They never fit. Ill-fitting Unlike writing an ode, oh an ode to jenni mann. Fitting. When the plutonian shores of my heart wash asunder my sadness and heart-ache at...

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Poor in appearance With hunger and thirst Want for nothing more Knew not of the purse Gentle in demeanor Never a bad word to say He loved the whole world It was simply his way Given name, Christian with surname of Mann the object of ridicule life’s harsh demands He continued to smile For all that he met Because in his heart He would never forget The one man before him That...

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