Herbert Nehrlich 2
Placemats To Order - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich 2
Welcome to you my honoured guest
and do enjoy your stay,
I have a few (and think it best)
plain words, so, if I may:
Few rules apply while you are here,
my home shall be your castle,
drink wine or spirits, fancy beer
without ill wind or hassle.
There is no limit, eat your fill
and should you be too fat
just trust the power of your will
but watch this special mat!
It's called a placemat, it was made
for me, for my perusal,
beneath the linden, in the shade
by Henrietta Streusel.
Exclusive as it is, this mat
I warn all guests and boarders,
you touch it and you'd be a rat
to get your marching orders.
It is a real pleasure though,
the mat improves digestion,
and if you truly want to know
go ask the host a question.
He may, if in a pleasant mood
reveal where you can get one
the maker is a poet dude
he'll write a dry or wet one.
X-rated, limericks or free verse,
just name the type that tickles,
a wink, a message a small curse
a photo of dill pickles?
The choice is yours, then you can be
a host of high credential,
the fact you did not own a mat
remains quite confidential.
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