Herbert Nehrlich Poems

Johann Sebastian,
I have been, many times
inside your house.
First with the school,
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Only in the gray
twilight of a dream
was I allowed
to run
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Oh, where is my shepherd
when I need some advice
on the words of a poem
'bout fire and ice.
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He'd walked a thousand miles,
shot in the back near Petersburg,
and brought the Russian bullet home.
His path led by the doctor's home
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This morning on my way to church
I slowed my feet to start a search
inside my pockets for some money
because they'd find it not too funny
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From the alpine windswept quartz
rose the beautiful Frau Schwarz.
Wrote a comment erudite
(every member has that right)
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1 Here lies our country's biggest nerd,
his death was a surprise.
He never said a nasty word
nor anything too wise.
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Oh Bro, can you spare a dime?
I need to get some soup and bread
to feed my brain so it can rhyme
there is a glut inside my head
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It was as if the skies
had kissed this Mother Earth
so that her sparkling eyes
gave rise to precious birth.
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There comes, around the bend a shyster
clear eyes, smart suit and pink bow tie.
Vest pocket carries Jaegermeister
five hundred mil, to get him by.
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