Herbert Nehrlich Poems

You called me by a novel name.
I now am SNOWFLAKE, just to you.
But snowflakes do not stay the same
they fall and turn into delicious dew.
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My arms will be prepared
and happy for the chance
to hold you, having been
it seems now, made
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Exotic is a word
that rings
inside my ears
like violins.
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Oh Zeus, I am about to stand
all nude beneath your cirrus clouds
to open with my free and eager hand,
and move aside, uncovering the shroud
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So let me now reveal to you my friend
what I consider sin, the word is oft misused,
so many tend to twist and squirm and bend
to please the Gods, who may not be amused
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He was enthralled,
attracted to her heat
and to her heart,
could not explain it though
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Canada won't do.
I envisage the Twins.
Cities that is.
Leaves underfoot.
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It was near Cairns, out on the road.
A rather homely looking toad
was of a mind to find his mate.
'Twas raining heavily, and late.
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And top of the morning to you, Sir!
How this turd, wearing the Queen's rags
could justify the audacity.The nerve.
After the Royal horse farted (it was her) ,
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Just got finished (some help from a tutor)
hooking up to the net the computer,
somewhat clumsy of hand
though I did understand
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