Herbert Nehrlich Poems

An elephant is said to own
a room inside his funnybone,
it's where his memories are stored
from which he draws when he gets bored.
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You know, my sweet heartbreaker,
you sometimes outdo yourself
when I would have thought that
further sweetness wouldn't be possible.
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A cadet named Hieronymous Sears
went to town but found nothing but queers.
At a weight-watch café
he could not even say
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He's a teacher and a preacher
and a good-looking creature.
I refer (did you gather?)
to the man who shuns lather
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Hey, Luciano, how nice it is indeed,
you've come at last, no longer have a need
to entertain the infidels and those who must
sit tight on wooden chairs to feel the lust
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She had, those days she spent outside
so many visitors, some became regulars,
they'd talk and bob their feathered heads,
and raise, with pride, impressive wings.
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I have this thing, you know.
Passed down and caught
and chained to it as well.
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I wonder if poetesse Theo
is a Libra or even a Leo.
She will currently need
both to uplift indeed
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I think about you,
now and then,
and then
again.
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She said it, yes she did.
One little word for me,
which would, and could
wrap peace and harmony
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