Herbert Nehrlich Poems

A sniffer doggie
went to the outback outhouse
the door was bolted.
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There once lived in sunny Tweed Heads
a great poet who had many pets
from a crow who could talk
to a wombat who'd walk
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Nikhilism is
apparently like a horse
of the wrong colour.
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Oh what a shame
I say, he's gone
it's not the same
without the Don
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Snowflakes fell, landing upon
the dilapidated body of man,
dressed not for the occasion
but for vanity and economic,
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You've made your peace, my friend
before you jumped.
You had compelling reasons
so you say.
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It is a YES. We got one of the perpetrators.
He will now leave the p/h site or face his shame,
we are, once England has left for his cell
intent of cleaning up this mess once and for all.
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A cow displays to us her udder,
an asset pleasing to the eye.
It is the origin of butter,
how so you ask, I'll tell you why.
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Mangy, ugly mutt
hangs around the club
gets the hasty rub
scratches now his butt
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It seems to me
that all poets should be
noble, helpful and good.
Only then they could,
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