It is a godforsaken shame <br />that I have found no proper name <br />for my new sweet with her big heart <br />who is a real piece of art. <br /> <br />So, early yesterday I thought <br />that all this fretting is for naught. <br />And no one tells the man with Hemi <br />that choice of name has to be Emmy. <br /> <br />As of today, my love will answer <br />of course not to the name of Dancer, <br />but any beauties, female gender <br />who talk to me with rather tender <br /> <br />and down to earth soprano tones <br />(this kind of talk goes to my bones) <br />may have a claim to put her name <br />into the ring for this great game. <br /> <br />Depending on the week, or day <br />and whether, also where I play <br />she will respond to any name <br />but will remain always the same. <br /> <br />The final judge? It must be me <br />my Hemi is, of course, a She <br />she wants to, daily go on trips <br />and reads my wishes off my lips. <br /> <br />Oh that a girl within my dreams <br />could be like that, but no, it seems <br />that equal rights have put asunder <br />relationships, there and down under. <br /> <br />They are concerned with just veneer <br />and wallow in their selfish fear <br />my Hemi takes me for a ride <br />but always hovers by my side.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/baptising-the-hemi/
