Herbert Nehrlich Poems

My conviction that,
for the first 10 years,
breast cancer deaths are
increased in women
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.....and why, my sweet do I not miss you,
why do I feel no pain sensation?
There is no mad urge to possess you,
I do not need you for salvation.
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There's talk again
of a republic, Jeeesus.
A lad named Turnbull,
rich and so recalcitrant
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Pickled pig's feet in the morning
Fire mustard makes it nice
yet for those who had no warning
feel they've eaten coral lice
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In her winter of discontent
she could sense where her destiny went.
She tatooed on her skin
a mad Kraut with a grin
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Last minute rush,
all must go,
never be cheaper
or better quality.
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Eine blaue Blume sass
frueh am Morgen, dort, im Gras.
Lieblich war sie anzuseh'n
laechelnd bis dreiviertel zehn.
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Updrafts are currents of warm air that rise,
released by devils on request from friendly gods,
selective they will help all moths and flies
with humans though, the picture is quite odd.
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Joe is no plumber,
nor a flutist or drummer.
'Twas a clever plan.
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After drinking a bottle of wine
while conversing with Englebert Klein,
Miss Fellaziobelle slurred
a most out of place word
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