Herbert Nehrlich Poems

Even before the crack of dawn
I would be in the barn, yawning
but ready to do the essentials.
Susie, the Jersey, cantankerous,
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I cannot read a single poem
while others will now get to know 'em
I sit here playing with my mouse
and take it all out on my spouse.
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It had been steamy.
His mother asked him later
Do you chew floss, my boy?
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She was a sorceress,
though not a soul
had known.
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There once was a lonely banana
pretty ugly but otherwise sana.
Poet Allan came by
dressed it up on the sly
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An alley cat with scruffy hair
got into the old pigeon house.
And all it wanted was its share
of pigeon meat, because a mouse
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Oh, what a larrikin he was,
half boy, the other half a unicorn,
that sunburnt, smiling face
a wardrobe of bland regulation
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Up early just to do some sports
is JC in his boxershorts.
He likes the flowers and the bells
but buys what JC Penney's sells.
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The little man inside my skull
who makes me write some rather dull
and even boring diatribes
has just this morning sent some vibes
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A letter from a friend
arrived today.
Tidbits of news,
the local flood
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