Herbert Nehrlich Poems

Well today is the day, as they say
not in March or September or May
that you party it up
at your poet fan club
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A bird was caught inside a trap
which closed its claws with a loud snap.
The snap was heard by Fritz the cat
who had been stalking a young bat.
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I have known some astute ballerinas,
at the dance they would act like hyenas.
If you bought them a drink,
they'd go nudge, nudge, wink, wink
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Bukowski was a man,
such a B I G man.
He'd eat the shepherd alive
such a wide gulp.
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Enlighten me? You may.
I'll gladly see you Tuesday
and a raincheck for today.
It's just that I on Tuesday
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Rosacea is a little rose
that lives, in people, on their nose.
It's never welcome like a flower
and flares right up after a shower
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Floyd grew up in dark Detroit.
Father drunkard and annoyed,
mother worked for dental clinic
what she saw made her a cynic.
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Today, my friends, I'm telling you
something that's shocking, though quite true.
The governments are making lists
of middle-Eastern terrorists.
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Of all you innocent naives
I wonder is there even one
who sees the grand new plan
of modern genocide?
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And there he hung, far up the tree,
he had been looking for the eggs
of the Australian Kolibree.
They'd finished both the VB kegs
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