Herbert Nehrlich Birthday Poems

And may I be permitted to include
my happy wishes for this aging dude?
I've nothing but respect for him of course,
but struth I feel the same about a horse! ! ! !
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A limerick dedicated to HRH Prince Leonard, * for his 79th Birthday.
A VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR PRINCE LEONARD! ! ! !

There once was a farmer named Leonard,
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Imagine, folks, he's barely up
and sits there with his coffee cup,
while reminiscing of the past
when time just flew, so very fast.
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Though the timing is rather uncanny,
Happy Birthday, I say, poet Danny.
On another year's crest
it may BE for the best
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In a snowy little hamlet lived a boy with a short name
he was sent to the one room school in the town.
All the letters and the numbers did at first look much the same
and the boy was often wearing a small frown.
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Yes, He gave the nod,
to the two of you then
and he found it not odd
he'd created these men
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Jerry Hughes is making merry,
folks as far as Londonderry
send him wishes, sometimes darts,
he may upset applecarts
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I know you will reflect
upon your life today.
The happiness can wait
so can the candles
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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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Just once I turned my cluttered head
'twas late here in Down Under
so off I went to find my bed
outside was storm and thunder.
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A prickly and wise Huckleberry
likes his Scotch so much better than Sherry.
He is still full of tricks
at a young seventy-six
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No wonder she doesn't recall
if the day was in Spring or in Fall.
In her head there are words
and a million wild birds
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I have decided due to need
that I shall celebrate indeed
each coming birthday for two days
this strategy, in case it pays
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A birthday comes but once a year,
the day remains the same.
But let me make it crystal clear:
When they picked out your name,
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All birds and bees
and things with wings
drift in the breeze
as Nature sings.
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He's nothing like Hannibal
but so human an animal.
His poetry shows
that the blood within flows
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I dreamed Sunday night I was loony
and my grandfather was Mickey Rooney.
But wouldn't you know it
there's a wonderful poet
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There once was a fellow named Gripp.
He let poems roll over his lip.
With the Kraut in his genes
he has more than the means
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All enfolded in leather is Fredy
though his poodles would like to go beddie.
He had gulped Häagen-Dazs
which put lead in his ass.
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Ich sitze auf der Couch und gaehne
und denk' an Eri's schoene Zaehne.
Auch sonst hat sie die Qualitaeten
die manche gerne haben taeten.
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The birds are silent now,
all called to order by the owl.
It is a memorable time
and honour goes to those
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Auf Kamel in der Wueste Sahara
ritt ein Maedchen mit Vornamen Mara.
Kam ein Sturm mit viel Sand
sagte Mara 'das Land
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From distant shores, the Southern Sea
we think of our Stephanie.
Her Birthday is around the bend,
so we decided, quick, to send
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In the North where the sun shines each day
lives young Barbara, quite near the Bay.
She keeps busy with birds
cleaning up tiny turds
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You are not, what folks would ever call a weed,
you blossomed well inside the attic of my mind,
have been there, seemingly and large as life, indeed,
a spark of beauty and of goodness, what a find!
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Noch dreissig Jahr auf dass Dich's wundert
da wirste (haste Glueck) dann hundert.
Wir wuenschen Dir aus allen Herzen
dass man Dir widmet 70 Kerzen.
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Happy Birthday von uns da im Sueden
und wir hoffen Du findest die Blue(d) en
Annemonen und Rosen
die die Nase liebkosen
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What is a house without a spouse,
you may well ask and wonder
who'd clean the place and catch the mouse
that came inside to ponder
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A physician about to retire,
and whose conscience was never for hire,
took the big cannons on
re the diet-heart con.
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The Northern sun now slowly fades
and soon departs the Everglades.
'Look out', so shouts the Aviator,
'I clearly see an alligator! '
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Unn schon wieder macht Reinhard 'ne Fete
als ob es ihm wirklich gut taete.
Ein Geburtstag ist fein
mit 'nem lieblichen Wein
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On the day of your birth
all the Gods were agreed
that to send you to earth
as a miniature seed
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Dark clouds rolled in,
the sound of thunder.
And with a cradle captive grin
a birth had happened in Down Under.
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The threat of some hail kept her home,
where she stood, in a trance, with her comb.
When the hail didn't come
she sat down on her bum,
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Were you simply too dumb
to grow up and become
not a butcher or baker
nor a candlestick maker?
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To my long ago former right hand
I send sounds from the Down Under Band.
Sixty-five? My-oh-my,
all those years flying by.
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As a critic of note
all the words that he wrote
were of help and of use
if you were in those shoes
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Another year and no wiser
he has made it to sixty-five
the birthday boy's name is Rolf Kaiser
and he keeps the tradition alive.
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Oh no, it isn't Mister Ed
or some unknown old clown
today we celebrate with Fred
we should use cap and gown.
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Schon wieder ist ein Jahr vorbei
der Zahn der Zeit, er nagt.
Im Spiegel spricht sein Konterfei
Ich bin ja sehr betagt.
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A youngish girl named Charity
still unencumbered, bold and free
lives in the State of Michigan
and thinks about her future plan.
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