Herbert Nehrlich Poems

It was so many years ago, and somewhat sad.
First grade, this little boy, so full of pride.
An intellectual curiosity that possessed this lad,
did not bestow the capability to save his hide.
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The Doc had said to 'flush'.
He was in no big rush,
but toxins had been stored
lab tests had now explored
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There once lived a spindly giraffe
it was made of some high-flying stuff
when its legs got arthritis
and his eyes blepharitis
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Yes, I remember still
the longed for moment
in midafternoon,
when eyes could open.
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How happy are the cows in grasses green! ! !
A steer who spots a lovely blond-haired cow,
and makes advances when her tail is seen
to wave invitingly.
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A friend from overseas,
one who was half forgotten,
came for a visit just today,
to reminisce and see koalas.
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They said that she was old,
her puckered lips reminded
of the sphincter muscle,
all velvety, pursestring, and pale.
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Fluoridation is
a preposterous attempt
believed by dummies.
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And here I am, you thankless whore
I have been with you once before
you may not be the lowest scum
I may not look, to you, the bum.
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Some little poems do have legs
just long enough to buy some eggs.
Though for a dozen not enough
So, Allan, do you give a stuff?
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