Herbert Nehrlich Poems

And here I am, you thankless whore
I have been with you once before
you may not be the lowest scum
I may not look, to you, the bum.
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Some little poems do have legs
just long enough to buy some eggs.
Though for a dozen not enough
So, Allan, do you give a stuff?
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'Twas never tenderness
nor something in myself
that prompted me to do
what you found so adorable.
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Yolinda often was depressed
she then stayed home, inside her nest.
To help her illness she used gin
it quickly did restore her grin
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Governor A. Schwarzenegger
ran into a low life beggar.
Beggar carried a white cane,
needed dough for hunger pain.
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Now my ship comes in
over the horizon.
I've been hiding
in the wild blue yonder,
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She raised nine children
in that house at Laurel.
An eyesore to the drivers
passing, on their way to Canada,
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She'd called him Spiderman.
He was, that much is true, a spider.
He did delight in catching flies
in home-made nets, he also ate
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The happiness of both my ears,
was so contagious that day,
that this great news then quickly spread
through nose and eyes into my mind.
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It was the last and final day of their school year,
the atmosphere quite festive and excited.
And Christmas carols lullabied the ear,
when Mr. Gallus from his rooms alighted.
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