Herbert Nehrlich Poems

I realise that you,
in your predicament
could not prevent
the crime all by yourself.
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I threw a dart which had
attached an ultimatum.
Three days in all, and
not an hour more.
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Yet, I shall not accept my fate:
Consigned by God to ruminate.
Old cobwebs is what one will find
up in the attic of my mind.
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And God looked down upon the earth,
to ask of me what I would do, this time,
he knew, of course, the misery of Oz,
how they had won, through a conspiracy
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As darkness fell, out in the shed
the tools and spiders went to bed.
Said, with a sigh, the brickie's Hammer
'I am the king', but, with a stammer,
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I was thinking of calling her Emmy
but my wife of three decades won't lemmie
she is jealous of her
when she catches her purr
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It is a godforsaken shame
that I have found no proper name
for my new sweet with her big heart
who is a real piece of art.
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May I be bold my love?
You said yourself
we ought to not hold back.
It came to me the other night,
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The postman rang,
not once but twice,
his Irish Twang
sounds pretty nice,
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I've always been a man who treasures black and white.
One either is still breating or one must be dead,
all cats are gray due to the colour of the darkest night
so black and white is king and that is what I said.
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