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Best Poems From
HERBERT NEHRLICH
(04 October 1943)
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1833.
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Little Heini
A dipstick likes to rest in oil,
air does reside in tyres.
All plants are anchored in the soil
and flames make up all fires.
I ask you, though, why man's small pin
is not a simple thing.
At night he sometimes wanders in
and leaves a pleasant sting.
But, in the day he hangs between
two duffle bags with wrinkles.
And there he sleeps. Is only seen
occasionally, for sprinkles.
Herbert Nehrlich
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1834.
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Little Joe
I had not come to shake the hand
of one of those disgusting bums.
Sleeping in gutters with their paper bags
of cheap Vermouth to lift the spirits.
They smell, these people, badly, too
I'd come because of my own daughter
that altruistic little girl of twenty-nine.
The first I saw and heard was a Jack Russell Terrier,
he barked and growled at me, while guarding
the wine and two or three small treasures,
tied to the wrist of Joe, the wanderer.
We ended up by clearing out the shed
and Joe moved in with little Joe that day.
They stayed four weeks, we did our best
but, in the end, they had to go into the world,
Sometimes it's freedom over all the riches.
I missed that little Joe the very very most.
Herbert Nehrlich
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1835.
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Lloyd Likes Poetry -Haiku
Good neighbour Lloyd did
suggest to write a poem
'bout defaecation.
I told him No, No
some things are best kept private
he defaecated.
Good taste is precious
I told my vulgar neighbour
he grinned, 'I know that'.
Herbert Nehrlich
Read more: poem poems, poetry poems, haiku poems
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1836.
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Lobotomy
To treat the people who are free
and make them better yet, indeed
a chemical lobotomy
is just the tool that we all need.
So give them fluoride, tell 'em lies
discredit those that speak out loud
ignore the protests and the cries
it soon will calm the stupid crowd.
You take a normal western nation
and turn them into docile sheep
prevent descendants by castration
while you have promises to keep.
There is no point in instant death,
you want the dummies for a while
they'll pay until their final breath
while we go back to say 'Sieg Heil'.
I say to you who will not grasp
the facts behind, please try to see
they'll fleece you 'til at last you gasp
'Please give me a lobotomy'.
Herbert Nehrlich
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