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Best Poems From
HERBERT NEHRLICH
(04 October 1943)
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Bellbottoms For AJS
Bellbottom jeans
a clever means
to make more room
fruit of the loom
when tissues sag
the jewellery bag
sinks down the legs
like emu eggs.
Bellbottom tease
avoids the squeeze
today they're small
a double ball
between fat thighs
like turtle eyes
too light to drop
down from the top
as fashions change
logic stays strange.
Herbert Nehrlich
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Biology Lesson
The student asked, 'what is it then',
the answer came as it must come.
So here's a little lesson:
A naked mass of protoplasm,
not animal nor really plant,
called proctoctists, and they hang out
in nether regions, thus the name,
Proctologists beware.
Their proper name is molds of slime,
or slime-molds, are they coprophagic?
They eat bacteria, fungi, but prefer
decaying matter like the dung
of bovine creatures, soft and warm,
thus coprophagia does apply.
They creep, a sign of low-life trait,
now classified as Eucarya,
which should not be confused at all
with similar religious names.
So, here you have, in one nutshell
or shall we call it ball of slime:
The molds form spores, which quickly spread
become amoebas, turn to slime.
Most slime is now considered as
obnoxious to the human eye.
Herbert Nehrlich
Read more: animal poems
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Bird Whisper
And if you be a bird
in the jungle's tall trees
would my whisper be heard
carried forth by a breeze?
Herbert Nehrlich
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Black N White (Cloak N Dagger Poem)
I've always been a man who treasures black and white.
One either is still breating or one must be dead,
all cats are gray due to the colour of the darkest night
so black and white is king and that is what I said.
Be flexible said he whose bow was made of pine,
there came a point when nothing could extend it more,
the splinter took his eye, he fell into the vat of wine
his ship was lost at sea and never did return to shore.
A friend named Malcolm Williams, Nigger though to me
was quite ashamed of being black, me being white,
went through Chicago after curfew, it was hard to see
I figured it could be an asset to be dark without the light.
Herbert Nehrlich
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