Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Prickly - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

A cactus does have many pricks,
I often wonder why.
It can't compare to human dicks.
Ooops, sorry, if you're shy.

Given the look of these cacti-
who'd ever venture near them?
And do they have those small erecti
so other cacti fear them?

So, if your features just don't measure
up to a standard level,
you'll need to grow a prickly treasure:
Become a horny devil!

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  • (11/25/2004 6:09:00 PM)


    Cactis, porkupines, all spiky, crewcut spiky, herbert i touched a cacti once
    had no thought of prick's what so ever, did several lap's of yard, till pain died down
    turned me of gardening for life Will have a talk with dog about this one

    Warm regard's allan
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 24, 2004



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