Herbert Nehrlich Poems

He swayed on top of the tall tower
and braved a cold Chicago shower.
His bank accounts were in arrears
the biggest sum was owed to Sears.
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A town in England, name of York,
is where they hatched the famous Stork.
It's also where the silly rumour
(preposterous, devoid of humour) ,
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Is it something I said
or a fart in your head?
I am sure it is you
who can't live in a shoe.
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He's nothing like Hannibal
but so human an animal.
His poetry shows
that the blood within flows
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My belly aches for precious food
my androgens are in the mood,
one foot already in the grave
the other one acts rather brave.
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A star fell onto virgin earth
and triggered there a holy birth.
Forgive me, but it has been said
that until then the world was dead
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Imagine, if you will, a stage.
And standing there, a wrinkled sage.
His name is Guy de Maupassant
long dead of course, yet - nonobstant -
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He had, in his ninety years
opened the cranky door
that let the horses out
and hay and fodder in,
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Little minds singing
hollow pendulums swinging
low-octane pinging.
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The day has come,
the baby needs to be
examined thoroughly
she takes the boy
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