Frenulum Labiorum Pudendi Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

Like the rose you could be
if a flower you were
you would blossom for me
dit je t'aime à mon coeur.
Just today as a woke
mon coeur s'est arrêté
and I thought that it broke
yet you came, Liberté,
as we crossed the big river
in that small little tinny
I was stroking your liver
and caressing your inny.
Klingt das Echo, ein Eid
let the avalanche break
in the tide of the slide
le fourchette, near the lake.
And she greets him, 'Effendi'
as he enters her cave
fren. labiorum pudendi
it's the land for the brave.