Herbert Nehrlich Poems

He slipped in when I opened
the outer screen door, to let
a bit of that balmy Spring air,
laden with pollen and bits
...

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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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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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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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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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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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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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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I felt a presence,
somewhere behind
no sound was heard
no breath was felt
...

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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