Civil Tongue Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
Civil Tongue
Is there a civil servant who was sent
into the masses of the common folks,
aiming official powers at the Discontent
or have we all been victims, once again, of jokes?
The relevance of words, such as 'to serve',
has faded to oblivion years ago.
No longer does exist the righteous nerve,
word in the street today is to eat crow.
Strange things have happened, ringing in defeat,
some say that we are seeing future trends,
no longer are there neighbours in our street,
there is an empty silence and no friends.
I do not really pay attention to the rationale,
they say that evil forces grow from simple greed.
As I'm resigned to see myself as my exclusive pal
suppose it is the lack of intellect, oh yes, indeed!
And I, Dr Nehrlich, will never not fawn on you! Red-hot regards, Gina.
8 is NOT enough, Gina! You asked me what was on the menu and I made up a poem in 3 minutes and now I get an eight! ! ! ! ! I shall never talk to myself again. Best H
Well, I can think of at least one other 'pal' you could name.: -) Anyway, Herbie, is that your tongue I see bulging out of your cheek? You must know the whole world has not really become such an entirely heartless, sniping, friendless place (well, not yet at least) as you depict here. Warm regards and a score of 8 from Gina.
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4/18/2024 6:56:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A man of much intellect, indeed... this is superb, and rings true, if indeed a little (and probably only a little) tongue-in-cheek. t x I see you have obviously been 'one'd. Uncivil, is such behaviour.