Idiosyncrasies - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
They killed the first prez by constant bleeding.
Cary Grant had dentures and halitosis
Adolf Hitler showed little if any breeding
he farted like no one, I'll tell you what gross is.
Who was it that said, 'bang, thank you Ma'm',
to the queen who would utter 'come see me sometime'
and frankly my dear, I don't give a damn
oh, those Beverly Units, which one had to climb.
We all have our idiosyncrasies
some smell, some swear and some do fart,
so let us promise to decease
critiquing. We are works of art.
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