Herbert Nehrlich Poems

He paced inside the cage, from side to side,
hot eyes, two burning coals and well alight,
they were not needed here, as darkness was his guide
there was a force in him, it taunted him each night.
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Drivin' away in my automobile,
taking a corner a little too fast
chuckling loudly about the great deal
300 horses oh what a sweet blast.
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The ledge felt quite intrusive,
his bony legs and scrawny ass
had chosen just to sit a bit.
He was unsure, since 10 o'clock
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They were sleeping at their desks and passed the weirdo to come in
and they carried little bombs and hand grenades,
asked a question seeking answers to the presence of great sin
and the lies did flow in buckets and in spades.
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His name was Bread
he carried with him
Butter and Swiss cheese.
Bread went and led
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Cinderella and her dog
sat at home on the old log.
Sisters had gone to the dance
homely ones did have no chance.
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Late at night, he didn't look
a Tweed Heads man, a likely crook
climbed up the downpipe with his legs
and stole the poem about sex.
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Nur noch drei Stunden bis der Richter spricht,
der Mann dem Wahrheit doch das Leben praegt,
ein faires Urteil muss es geben aber nicht
in Wochen denn wir warten schon so lang
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The birds are silent now,
all called to order by the owl.
It is a memorable time
and honour goes to those
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And there it was that stupid little thing.
Training to be an obstetrician in this place
world's greatest took me under his left wing
but let me loose too early, 'just in case'.
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