Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

The Vulgar Poet - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

I do abhor vulgarity
and most of your profanity.
It cheapens you beyond belief
it is as if you'd take the leaf
that God plucked from the holy tree
and flaunted IT, for all to see.
No need, I say to act too chaste
but, pardon me, you are poor taste,
it's not that poems do offend-
your tongue has gone around the bend.
And should old fate bring punishment
you'd notice great astonishment
in truth, if our paths did cross
I'd use a piece of dental floss
and hang you from the tree of shame,
into its bark I'd carve your name.

Comments about The Vulgar Poet by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (5/10/2006 7:21:00 AM)

    You are right on here Herbert, with your description! It couldn't be any plainer to see if it were written out in big bold letters. Or is it that this could apply to serveral here on this site? (Report) Reply

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  • (5/10/2006 5:47:00 AM)

    Well-played, Mr Dribble! : -)

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  • (5/10/2006 5:28:00 AM)

    But it wouldn't be right.
    I kiss, drip, can use a dipstick, drive into any garage with eyes closed and sleep on my back if there is a good reason for it.
    But make up?
    That's worse than a girl wearing shoulder pads.
    Jack the Dripper
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  • (5/10/2006 5:22:00 AM)

    Alternatively you could kiss (or rather 'drip') and make up. If this poem is directed at who I think it is, Herbs, I have to say, I think the two of you would make a sparkling couple - you foil each other so beautifully.

    Cheekily (but fondly as ever)
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 10, 2006

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