Herbert Nehrlich School Poems

It now is time.
I'll have to tell the world.
And never did I ever
mean to do this.
...

It was expected to belong.
A boy who has his sights
aimed high,
who aims to make
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The Dutch are pleasant
too bad that those pretenders
are so pathetic.
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Two boys of the primary school,
thought it would be exceedingly cool,
if they'd take a big leak
at the end of the week
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Schlappi said
let's make a braid.
To run away
from every day.
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