Poems ✍️
  13.09.2026
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Author: Herbert Nehrlich

The Herbalist

An old and wrinkled herbalist
was working in the morning mist.
He took great care to not disturb
a poet whom he knew as Herb.
A herb's a plant and not a poet
thus, hopefully now, Max you'll know it.


  botany wordplay mist herbalist

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