Herbert Nehrlich Poems

Inside a tree a squirrel sat,
he was well-nourished, even fat.
He spotted then the owl who, wise,
was sought out by the forest's guys
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The sheets were black
perhaps a vivid sign
about the state of it,
why praise the Lord?
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Spouse cleans the shower
and son only fishes,
I have the power
to do all the dishes.
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A mother is not
what could pass for creation.
It supersedes it.
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I stopped my car today.
'Twas early hours.
And pulled the window down
thus to be heard.
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Young Courtney was much into feeling,
she liked men, even boys to be kneeling.
When a Westpoint cadet
heard her shout 'no, not yet',
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I spotted it at once,
the little cloverleaf,
you found one of noblesse
with four green leaves.
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A poem presenting with rhyme
and which follows a rhythm in time
need not be what we call
a true Limerick at all
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May I give you this rose
to reward your raw beauty,
and may I come close?
I would make it my duty
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Lay the cards on the table
all you poets unable
to create a good rhyme.
It is surely no crime
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