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Ryan O'Leary
Poems
Aug 2019
Pumpernickel
Nickel was the name,
of Napoleons horse,
I expect you knew that,
of course, but, of course.
On his way East, via
Berlin, to Moscow,
A road he'd less travelled,
not why he got lost though.
He met a FrΓ€ulein, who
gave him some bread,
Which was hard as a rock,
and as heavy as lead.
With a bite and a taste, which
he swallowed, then spat,
He said, "How in the ****,
am I supposed to eat that".
A slice is enough, as
she offered him more,
He muttered a word, it
may have been *****.
If I ate a full loaf, my
belly would swell,
It's fit for my horse,
Pain Pour Nickel.
Written by
Ryan O'Leary
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