Herbert Nehrlich Poems

I had to take my eyes off all the money,
inside the vault of New York City Bank.
I'd glimpsed the image of a real honey,
we had just driven through the wall in our tank.
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And YOU, of all people, honestly,
it is not easy for me to understand,
you are asking me how to fix this thing?
Fix us? Make us whole? Lovey, dovey?
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Another strange coincidence
said George while sitting on the fence.
He sat there, dreaming on most days
and watched the heteros and gays
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It was a German train.
They always leave on time.
The platform had a sprinkling
of weary travellers, that stood around,
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Two cubes of ice
were sitting up
inside a glass.
The one remarked
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Two jewels in your lovely face
may not be just described by me.
Cannot conceive a single phrase
to do them justice, literally.
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Take a bowl of stainless steel,
a mahogani paddle,
then pour two pints of heavy cream
a bit of citrus peel,
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A frog, dark green, sat in the gutter
and waited for the frightened flutter
of insects native to these parts.
He heard, that evening, just farts.
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He has, indeed, with luck perhaps
managed to grow an inch above my head.
The stewardess who walked with him,
as they de-planed was duly smitten
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His mother had been right.
The glass on all the windows
transformed itself to shapes
of the most beautiful of flowers,
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