I studied Pavlov 'till the dogs went home, <br />we had them trained and thought extrapolation <br />to humans would be logical and as of right, <br />to use the language of the bureaucrats just once. <br /> <br />Imagine my surprise when, from the blue <br />a trio (I assume this to be true) , came to me <br />straight from the distant past and said 'Here is to you.' <br />Was it the lovely sound of her adagio voice? <br /> <br />I could detect no image, no familiar sound <br />olfact'ry powers failed to catch the scent, <br />and then it hit me could it simply be the THOUGHT, <br />the sight of fallen elm leaves on the ground? <br /> <br />This seat is taken, please inser your coin. <br />Not to be listened to. Transmission coming through. <br />Stirred but not shaken. Martini. Yes, the loin. <br />Imagine my surprise. It's really you!<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stirred-but-not-shaken/
