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Hand in hand
hand in it
it in hand
it in it.
Tongue in cheek
tongue in it
it on tongue
it in it.
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Haiku
Walk along with me
thinking of your underwear
is it boxershorts?
It is alkaline
care needs to be taken though
that jeans are noble.
It is a wonder
that no one likes the mothers
and does God know this?
Once a world power
they had illusions only
they do mean nothing.
On Hitler's birthday
they chanted filthy slogans
the Pope a Nazi.
His name was Clinton
he placed his crooked member
where no one ought to.
A friend named Yeltsin
he likes his vodka bottle
but he could dance the Polka.
I am a racist
I like to step and stomp on
the fly-by pedal.
A dog named Adolf
he was the undertaker
for many roaches.
A cat named Lucy
she was so pseudo-pregnant
we named her Mamma.
Herbert Nehrlich
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