Herbert Nehrlich Poems

We have a new clown in this town
whose ragged old nickers are brown
all the writing is limp
as if penned by a wimp
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A pelican sat by the pier
was waiting for some fish
he searched afar, he searched anear
and made a secret wish.
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'Twas early in the morning when I woke.
An eerie silence had so sneakily descended,
or was it the perception of a loss,
a novel emptiness, unknown to me 'til now?
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She had blue questionmarks
coming out of her blue eyes.
Her lips were too blue for kissing
and a blue-tongue lizard was her pet.
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I tried so much harder
to get into your larder,
there were fragrances in
and a devillish grin
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Wer eine Mutter hat die lacht
und selbst sich manche Freude macht,
die morgens aufsteht und erst gaehnt
und dann so nebenbei erwaehnt
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Robert Burns
the one who turns
inside the grave
where poets, brave
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So ruhig fliesst der Rhein
kein Fischlein denkt
kein Fischer lenkt
den Kahn fuer sich allein,
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What a breath of fresh air
and a touch of sweet lips
back you are in my cyberarms
please do pardon my stare
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Berlin, they say, is worth a trip
you come, go through the famous gate,
in La Taverna take a nip
where the Blue Angel had her date
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