Herbert Nehrlich Poems

It was the last and final day of their school year,
the atmosphere quite festive and excited.
And Christmas carols lullabied the ear,
when Mr. Gallus from his rooms alighted.
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For fifteen years this sun-parched man,
a pensioner of eighty-one,
had celebrated passing weeks
in the old Pub, down by the park.
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I wonder now, should I believe
the old story of Adam and Eve.
Whether apple was breast
on a tree or a chest
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All the cells within my brain
have now caught your virus.
When they think they try in vain
to override desires.
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His erotic life in tatters,
begging her on wounded knee.
Cruelly she said it matters,
'size is everything to me'.
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If lipstick is your new-found life
you came back in bright red.
And found a job with G'man's wife,
went with her to her bed.
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A poet can turn
to the splendor of his own
innermost sanctum.
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King Tut was not killed
by assassins from behind.
May have been poisoned.
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God sent his only son
Jesus by name
to save the world
with its abundance of
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If cellulite adorns your butt
go get yourself a coconut.
If swollen is your thyroid gland
have oil of coconut on hand.
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