A Canadian by Herbert Nehrlich

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A Canadian

Since I had just arrived
from foreign shores
where men are shy
and women tease,
I halted briefly at the dune
and looked straight into
the Southern sun.
You later said you smiled
right when I draped with care
the Mapleleaf upon
what I would call in Latin only
mons pubis, (cute, those curls) .
I've loved Canadian women
ever since. Au Canada.

Herbert Nehrlich

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Angie Maeots (2/11/2006 11:58:00 AM)
Yes wise Herbert...we are one of a kind, curls and all! lol

David Darbyshire (11/10/2005 2:00:00 AM)
imigrate would be the best solution...just go...if they let you in? dave have a nice day

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Herbert Nehrlich (04 October 1943 / Germany)