Jodilee's Shoe Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
Jodilee's Shoe
You, Jodilee, you
if you lived in a shoe
and I lived in the other
I'd be your big brother.
And at night all your lace
I would tie just in case
it should rain from the sky
you would want to keep dry.
In the morning I'd wake you
get you out and then take you
to the trees and the flowers
we would wander for hours
and I might, before lunch
pick a colourful bunch
of those berries in blue
they would be just for you.
And for afternoon tea
we would sit by the tree
you would say 'What a guy,
you made blueberry pie! '
Now I wonder if you
really live in that shoe
'cause I live in mine
making blackberry wine
is it what it may seem
or was it only a dream?
Nerdlick, I hate to say this, but this ain't half bad. I like the details of the natural world. I like the poem's sweetness. Maybe you have a knack for VERY light, almost childish rhyming verse? You could be a kind of Teutonic Shel Silverstein. Of course, being Nerdlick, you never know when good is good enough. The last two lines are really sappy, even for a nursery rhyme. Despite my general dislike of you and your verse, I'm giving this an unprecedented 3. JC
Seven low votes in 7 minutes on this. An obvious begrudgement of my infatuation. H
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11/3/2026 11:42:55 AM # rel_20261026T125300Z_a7741e1
How do l know this is even about me? See, l bet, somewhere is this great exists, might be, another, Jodilee.., Sotherefor, Your poem was intereting, Sir.........!