Be glad your nose is on your
face,
Not pasted on some other
place,
For if it were where it is
not,
Imagine if your precious
nose
Were sandwiched in between
your toes,
That clearly would not be a
treat,
For you’d be forced to smell
your feet.
Your nose would be a source
of dread
were it attached atop your
head,
it soon would drive you to
despair,
forever tickled by your
hair.
Within your ear, your nose
would be
An absolute catastrophe,
For when you were obliged to
sneeze,
Your brain would rattle from
the breeze.
Your nose, instead, through
thick and thin,
Remains between your eyes
and chin,
Not pasted on some other
place—
Be glad your nose is on your
face!
BY
JACK PRELUTSKY
Posted
on September 2016
Form-
Humor
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