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Herbert Nehrlich
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Well, Max, you wouldn't understand,
a dog is not a human, after all.
I'm in my forties, says my gut
and the chronology, it matters not,
they say that canines live too fast
they use up seven for each given year.
Perhaps, with humans, Krauts like me
it is the opposite because of genes,
and I have started drinking amber beer
just yesterday, the prime of my sweet teens.
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