Herbert Nehrlich Poems

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741.
Thoughts For My Best Friend Cra

It was the little lines and grooves,
the pores in soft, pigmented skin
the memory of taste and touch
that reared its pesky head,
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742.
Nightstalker

That night the sky was still and black,
when I slipped on my shorts
to run my 10 miles out and back.
A constitutional of sorts.
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743.
Bush

I am not smitten with the man
or what he does, day in day out.
I wonder though, just why there is
a veritable hurricane of lies
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744.
Laughing Gas

At eight p.m. that foggy night
he had experienced a fright.
The dentist sat inside his clinic,
the fright would shock the biggest cynic.
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745.
Are We Getting On.....?

Do you recall the phrase
from yesteryear, called
'FENDER SKIRTS.'
Perhaps 'curb feelers'
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746.
Mistake

A boy, whose mother liked to whip
his hide whenever he gave lip,
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747.
The Autopsy

Blade number three,
start cutting at the toes
up past the knee
soon hit the Roman nose,
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748.
Observed - Part Iii

Well, the fellow was known as O'Hara.
And the beauty was loved as Sweet Tara.
Once he barged in the room
like a grouch of a groom
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749.
The Diet Book

Matilda sat in her recliner
and read a book called Diet Diner.
A guru stopped her on the street
when she was buying food to eat.
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750.
Snow

The snow comes down so lilywhite
I wonder what it means
it is a most delicious sight
I love those frosty scenes.
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