Me Mentor - Sounds Good Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

How well I know I wanted us to grow!
I figured if you used the tools
we both could never look like fools,
you balked and squinted then my way
but in the end it was okay.
We wandered down that path, first you
when all the bracken still had dew
reciting to the forest's trees
such wondrous poems, and the breeze
embraced our sentiments and words
presenting them to waiting birds
who turned the poems into songs
the forest soon was bare of wrongs!
And left behind was rancid flesh
which spawned new life, to start afresh
And when the two of us great masters
got back to man's abject disasters
we did remember then the day
when summertime was green and gay
and when both Lawrence and his buddy
stopped in to see that fuddy-duddy,
and tested out the motorcar
that wears the triple silver star.
Soon civilised and sinful life
had trapped us well, we took a wife
and settled down to homely chores,
Lawrence and Herbert, two old bores.

This was written in response to Lawrence's poem 'Mentor'.
Lawrence exaggerates because he wants to drive the Mercedes again.