Poems ✍️

  03.09.2026
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Author: Herbert Nehrlich

Lunchbox

I used to work down by the docks
we dug and graded sand and rocks,
One day I found inside my box
no sandwich but a pair of socks.
And from that day attached two locks
and called my lunchbox lunchbox Knox.




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