Herbert Nehrlich Poems

I would feed you, sweet
our homebaked bread
and make you coffee
the way you like it.
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It always is the cortisol
in times of stress and strife
it lives at the magnetic pole
and stirs the faithful wife.
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A rubber duck, of colour pink
was having fun inside a sink.
The water was enriched with soap
which was suspended by a rope.
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Er spuerte mehr als seine Augen sahen
die zarte Hand, so seidensanft und warm,
stahl sich wie eine wilde Katze in der Nacht
dem heissen Atem hoerig auf den Tod
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Under a green canopy
my two buddies asking me
why we ever came to Asia,
to the jungles of Malaisia.
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All enfolded in leather is Fredy
though his poodles would like to go beddie.
He had gulped Häagen-Dazs
which put lead in his ass.
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A woman's job it is to gather
the eggs at dawn on our farm,
while hubby whips up shaving lather
and grandma keeps the woodstove warm.
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Early morning on the farm.
You are still asleep.
I have been watching you
while making brekkie,
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A fly of rather noble class
had flown across the Strait of Bass.
He was quite proud of this great feat
and looking for some things to eat.
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Wicked weather had hit this small town,
and the mood of the people went down,
Then Stolichnaya flowed
pinkish cheek (y) bones glowed
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