Herbert Nehrlich Poems

You asked about your serotonin,
it's such a catchword nowadays,
though very few do understand
ramifications of this noble substance.
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Two lions, carved of stone
are lounging at the entrance.
Thus overseeing life as it unfolds
that early morning bare of promise.
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Why Blueberry, I ask you now
I have now come to lean to green
what has been shown, I'll tell you how
but no, it ain't the lowly bean.
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At night, around ten
I will reach for my pen
and with caution and glee
write some good poetry
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'Twas the first light of Dawn
at the Hundredmilehouse.
As I stifled a yawn,
donned my camouflage blouse,
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She has a son.
Who married, wow,
what has emerged
as one of those
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Inside a weatherbeaten drum,
there sat a man, alert but glum.
It was, of course, Diogenes,
he'd fled the world and its distress.
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Fritz the fisherman fished for fresh fish
did that dull day discover the dish
which wife Wendy was working with wisk
stirring sage into sauce at some risk
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I do abhor vulgarity
and most of your profanity.
It cheapens you beyond belief
it is as if you'd take the leaf
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So will you walk with me,
I know the paths
that lead into the dark
and wondrous shadows
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