Mcmann Poems - Poems about Mcmann

...The woman was older, had black hair, angry brown eyes, and wore a perpetual frown on her face. Chel had heard the nurse on the floor refer to her as Nan. They had had no conversation in the twelve h......

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...Father McMann was sweeping away the leaves from the church house walk When McGee strolled by, said McMann with a sigh "McGee, I think we should talk" He asked McGee, how in Gods name could he ge......

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