To Julie (M-Rated) Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

When a girl reaches age twenty-one
and has learned to appreciate fun,
it is time that her Dad
stop surveilling the lad,
any damage's already been done.

May the Gods always watch over you
in this world, which resembles a zoo.
If you do need a pill
when you crest that steep hill,
do consider a life in a shoe.

So, forget all the years of the past.
When you cut that big cake then, at last.
To the guests you be nice,
cut your Dad a small slice.
May your day be an earth-shaking blast!