Although I Do Appreciate
Your Offer To Officiate
On The Occasion Of Your Passing On
I Must Confess That I Have Sinned
And Therefore Must Renounce My Right
To Ramble On When You Are Gone
Or When The Reaper Grim Decides
Herbert Nehrlich Must Be Binned
It Is My Testimony True
That I Have Loved Your Poems Too
But When You-‘ve Skipped The Roundabout
-Three Thousand Poems Lost In Space! –
How Will You Return My Hits?
Who Will Quell My Writer-‘s Doubt
Say My Rhymes Are Not The Pits
The Thought Has Left Me Dazed For Days
So Herbert Maybe You Could Try
To Circumvent The Need To Die
I-‘ve Heard It Said, By Eating Less
Our Lives Might Stretch Forever More
That Way You-‘d Be With Us Still
A Little Thinner I Would Guess
Without The Need To Make A Will
In Clothes That Were Too Small Before