Jerry Hughes is making merry, <br />folks as far as Londonderry <br />send him wishes, sometimes darts, <br />he may upset applecarts <br />up to snuff in his cognition <br />quick to beat the competition <br />keeping though a civil tongue <br />once he sees the bastards hung. <br />Friends like Jerry come in stages <br />ask a poet as he ages <br />whether he'd accept a freak, <br />he will help the frail, the meek <br />but he has no time for losers, <br />druggies, poofters, thieves and boozers. <br />I am proud to call him Mate <br />sent the combo for my gate.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2009-happy-birthday-jerry-hughes/
