A review by dvlavieri
Herzog by Saul Bellow

5.0

Dear Herzog, Dear Bellow,
This book 'bout the fellow
Down-trodden, seems awfully bleak.
His life's done to Hell, lo
His skin's turned all yellow,
So what is there for him to seek?

Dear Moses, Dear Saul,
Where's gone your wherewithal?
It would seem that you've gone quite astray.
Lost two wives in all,
And your child: a lost doll,
Is it true "every dog has his day"?

Dear lover, Dear debtor,
Forgive me this letter,
I think I have quite lost my marbles!
I swear I'll get better,
Perhaps its the weather
That's making my life all fits and garbles?

Dear reader, Dear friend,
When you've reached the dear end
of youth, take my word you will wonder!
About what you misspend
On a once lady friend,
And you'll say to yourself "what a blunder!"