My love, I need a bit of rest <br />they sent me off to find the West, <br />the folks back home said, if you can <br />go West young man, go West young man. <br />For forty weeks I walked the walk <br />with only birds (the ones who talk) , <br />for songs and pretty company <br />until I came to Galilee. <br />Thick hair has grown upon my chest, <br />so may I kiss your naked breast.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/go-west/
