Herbert Nehrlich 2

Rookie (04-10-1943 / Germany)

Be Frank - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich 2

Today we celebrate in style
the final abolition
of things that take away one's smile,
it is, of course, omission.

Untruth or fib, they all are lies
we rationalize the action,
and when an old acquaintance dies
we do reflect (a fraction) .

Your hair? Oh it looks very smart
the dress? From Bon Marché?
We have to have a heart to heart
before you go away.

The things we do allow, oh my,
they rattle the foundation,
they also lead (do ask me why)
to verbal constipation.

So, here I am, a radical,
I say to you let's fight it,
truth may need a sabbatical
but must stay sobersided.

And as for me, I may reveal
that God deserves high praises,
creating women like Lucille
so men can say those phrases,

but, hold your horses, why not tell
what we see in that gender,
the graceful legs of a gazelle
or simply things so tender?

In Southern California
they do prefer huge melons,
and many never wear a bra
just to entice our felons.

In Illinois they like the legs
in Michigan short digits,
and in Brazil the question begs
about the jungle midgets.

I take a more wholistic view,
the soul is what entices,
I get entranced by woman's dew
and do not fight my vices.

Just take a kiss, let it be wet,
and catch that tiny trickle
right on her lower lip, I'll bet
it stirs that little pickle.

So, all in all, (I hid some things) ,
it's simply about fluid,
the heart first hums and then it sings.
I bet, my friend, you knew it.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 16, 2010

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