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In my father’s life, you are the son of Wahb and my mother – the poet Al-Buhtari
By my father, Ibn Wahb, and my mother be taken away from me, public when the clouds passed by, they showed...
Bani Wahb rose above the world – the poet Al-Buhtari
You made me a gift to the world, In the event of eternity and in the coming outstanding creatures, gesticulate All the...
Wahb dug in a fart – the poet Al-Buhtari
You dug yourself in a fart So her hadiths became common And what have you heard before? They were taken care of...
The fart of Wahb Denkrit – the poet Al-Buhtari
denial fart Our minister gathered it And she was ashamed of her messengers and she laughed,
