Poems ✍️

  19.09.2026
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Author: Herbert Nehrlich

Vice*

He is all of those things
and descendant of kings,
he would steal lie or cheat
in an effort to meet
all the lust in the flesh
as he rises, so fresh,
in the morning of dreams
bursting modesty's seams.
As to rights he'll accept
either crude or inept
a small wave will suffice
it's all filed under 'VICE'.




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