Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Mixing Races - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

A Northern Minnesota Hippy
went on a trip to Mississippi.
He didn't like the heat and flies
but fell in love with Southern pies.
When he got used to all the heat
and all the pies that he could eat
it was because a Southern Belle
with agile legs (like a gazelle)
had taken fancy to this Viking
he was exactly to her liking.

And so it happened, black and white
in Mississippi, what a sight!
got hitched and reproduced with glee
some nineteen kids, cute as can be.
As this took off, cohabitation
between the races of the nation
the shades of colour did get blurred
until the last and final nerd
could see that colour was pretext
what will the devil think of next?


Comments about Mixing Races by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (4/24/2006 12:16:00 PM)


    It's practically Huckleberry Finn! (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (4/24/2006 8:20:00 AM)


    Fun and bouncy but with an underlying favourable message (in my view) on the issue of the merging of races. Lifting work from you, Herbs.
    Love,
    Gina.
    (Report) Reply

Read all 2 comments »



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Monday, April 24, 2006



[Report Error]