New Year's Shopping On An Island Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

New Year's Shopping On An Island

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The local market, New Year's Eve
employees' eyes on early leave,
a customer with Trojan smile
stood in the corner for a while.
At last he said 'you buy white bread
soon in the New Year you'll be dead.'

He had a point, of course, at that
white bread will make your liver fat
and is devoid of real food
what man does need is rather crude,
and unrefined and without tamper.

I like the great Australian Damper.
I told him, as I turned to go
'I am aware and really know,
but mother said to bring home bread
it's all, they had, and looks quite dead.'

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mary Nagy 31 December 2005

I love how you really let us feel like we're there with you. Great poem. Sincerely, Mary

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