Herbert Nehrlich Poems

Young Siegfried bathed in dragon blood
acquired immortality.
No weapon could have harmed him but
his foe was pure reality.
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Early morning, while rolling rather sideways,
remaining for a minute on your side,
I turn my back on starched, but lonely satin.
It was to be OUR cruise to Vanuatu.
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There once was a fellow named Bart
he declared Father Death to be art
when the knock finally came
and death called out his name
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And I'll ask you today,
would you like me to guess
what your future will hold,
like a good game of chess,
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Some teardrops fell upon my bed,
I heard them in the dark.
Remembered dimly what I'd said
last night, that one remark
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Don't ask me please.
I do not have a clue,
where this word of magic
and connotation, blue
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Even before the crack of dawn
I would be in the barn, yawning
but ready to do the essentials.
Susie, the Jersey, cantankerous,
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I cannot read a single poem
while others will now get to know 'em
I sit here playing with my mouse
and take it all out on my spouse.
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It had been steamy.
His mother asked him later
Do you chew floss, my boy?
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She was a sorceress,
though not a soul
had known.
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