Herbert Nehrlich Poems

She thought of a surprise
for him, and for herself.
The shop was advertising,
half price today, just for today,
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I felt you there,
my sweet,
and listened to your heart.
A hurried beat
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There once was a vermin named Herrmann,
his uncle was General Sherman.
Said the general 'well,
send these poets to hell
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Tom's buddy ran a secret lab,
made funny little pills.
The gift he had was of the gab:
'My uppers cure all ills.'
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She stretched her legs in the green grass
surrounded by fresh bovine gas
you know, they always chew their cud
and wander through the grass and mud.
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He was long retired,
sick of groping and drilling
inside the mouths
of fellow citizens.
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At the famous Cleveland Clinic
works a rather nasty cynic.
Name is Nissen, he is sure
that he's found the final cure
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His name was Rolf,
Rolfie for all the kids
who teased him, daily
while waiting for the yellow bus.
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A honeybee, (it was a she)
sat in the Frangipani tree.
She had been told to fly around
just seven metres off the ground
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My horse had bolted at the flash
of lightning, amplified by thunder.
The saddle bags contained the cash
I'd stolen, welcome to Down Under.
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