Poems ✍️
  19.09.2026
  2

Author: Herbert Nehrlich

Upp Yoors

I've never understood those bores
who flash at me their middle digit.
And say, ungracefully, 'up yours'
while keeping their small digit rigid.
So, do they want me on all fours?
I do suspect they own a midget,
perhaps afflicted with small sores?
Vulgarity is often frigid
which presupposes bolted doors.
My friends, I own a double-digit.


  Satire Vulgarity Defiance mockery

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