Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Word Games - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

If dreams were horses
and horses for courses
were literal sources
for budding new forces
and poets' divorces
then to spell is to tell
you must do it well
if you think you can sell
your own self (but you fell)
to avoid the loud bell
and embarrassment's hell.
Have some self-esteem
do not idly make steam
if you can't see the beam
in your eye it may seem
that you are your own team
sadly lacking the cream.
When with big boys you play
just remember to stay
in the section marked 'gay'
as your peers make you pay
you will not have your say
only shrivel away.


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  • (9/15/2005 9:56:00 PM)


    I loved this! ! ! You kept me going till the end. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 15, 2005



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