Herbert Nehrlich - A Canadian

Since I had just arrived
from foreign shores
where men are shy
and women tease,
I halted briefly at the dune
and looked straight into
the Southern sun.
You later said you smiled
right when I draped with care
the Mapleleaf upon
what I would call in Latin only
mons pubis, (cute, those curls) .
I've loved Canadian women
ever since. Au Canada.

Herbert Nehrlich

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