Filbert Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Filbert



He endlessly walked through the malls
in search of sanity and balls.
He'd lost the former when his wife
had taken over in his life,
the balls fell off and bounce just once
when he was stricken with the runs.
He endlessly walked through the malls
and in the end did find his balls.

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