(04 October 1943 / Germany)

1961, And Later (Haiku)

this word describes your bosom.
My eyes were grateful.

Acorns suspended
forty years of gravity,
I'm presbyopic.

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Hey there, Ravinder you've been inside the sewers too long. You smell now. It was not I who, through haikus made you sick, sir it is your liver. You need curcumin blown into the rear passage you may look better.
I read today some Haiku By Herbert Nehrlich It hardly gave me pleasure But rather left me sick Haiku is like raw meat Served and called cuisine Not for people with some sense Relished by the insane
~snicker~ Funny write :) KK
Nice to open my computer and read this! Lucky man to see such blossoming bosoms! Linda
Oh dear, should we call a doctor? :) Funny poem, Herbert! Raynette
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