I'm through asking.
It seems to be an imposition,
and what the hell,
I do not need it now,
nor later on, or ever.
A fitting closure,
for you and me and them
is that the meaning of it all
perhaps enlightening to some,
is what the Germans call
a heap of Dreck.

Herbert Nehrlich

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***** ********* (5/7/2006 9:31:00 AM)
Yeah up the Germans! lol Dreckly....Tai

Goldy Locks (5/7/2006 8:06:00 AM)
here's to the Germans.

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