Herbert Nehrlich Poems

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711.
Friggin' Stress

It was, no doubt, beyond sweet reason.
And what the flaming hell did you contrive
in this, your bloody little world of fucking treason
where shitheads and the like are kept alive.
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712.
Impudence

And God so loved his only son
that, as the minister was saying,
a young lad stood up, unafraid
and shouted, 'if God had really, truly loved
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713.
Then She Died

She knew today would be the day.
Much hope had been her sole companion,
the whispering of agile things
in starched white blouses, earnest hats,
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714.
Saturday Observations

Hilarious insults are so rare
in my hometown, where genes are pure
the word is out that we don't share
nor want an everlasting cure
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715.
Boomann

I once knew a wuckfit named Boomann
who was dumber than bugers of Truman
he had someone write words
and went back to his turds
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716.
Euthanasia Again

She nodded when the doctor asked
'you're sure you want to go my dear? '
Out on the balcony there basked
the nephew and the niece, both here
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717.
Home Handyman Meets Skunk

A dripping tap can drive you mad,
all day and night it goes.
My youngster is a clever lad,
attached a lengthy hose.
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718.
The Tractor Fire

It was decided that the shed
- an eyesore - had to go,
so, after rolling out of bed
at 5, I'd start the show.
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719.
Ashes To Ashes

I laughed because I did not have
what it would take in normal times
to cry for him. I had not practiced,
after all, boys will be boys but they,
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720.
Moulin Rouge

Just looking,
from the window
at puddles
on La Rue
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