Herbert Nehrlich Poems

He was known as the local Brownbagger,
in his belt he had hidden a dagger.
As an industry rep
bribing was a small step
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They say the desert dog will learn
from his arch enemy the mighty lion.
It seems to me that where those cities burn
there must be mothers left in sadness, crying.
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The day was triste,
gray clouds adrift
like bags of crumpled rags,
and through the wipers came
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From geezers down to pimply teens
a few do fancy proper beans.
Though education is much needed
authorities have just conceded
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For those of you without a clue
about the dangers of the flu
I say before you get your shot
you'd better say 'I'd rather not',
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The Podiatrist Oliver Frist
knew Psychiatrist Frederick Liszt,
when they met at the Pub
in their favourite Club,
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Early hours, at the square,
comes the ox-drawn wagon, loudly.
The condemned, his head shaved bare,
with his priest and bible, proudly.
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Silent Clyde
on his ride
through the wide
countryside
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She stuck a Winston 'tween her lips
and flicked her nicotine stained fingers
amply endowed with giant hips
and wore perfume that somehow lingers
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