Who Nose...


Posted on 26th Sep 2020 04:49 pm by rohit kumar

Some areas long as hoses

You buy at a garden store.

Mine can be used to smell roses

From a couple of miles or more.

 

In case you haven't guessed it,

It's noses I'm talking about here,

And although I've never expressed it

As for mine, it's unique, I fear.

 

For handkerchiefs, it's rough.

It's hard to know what to do.

A small white cloth isn't enough,

So I use a bedsheet or two.

 

Perhaps I shouldn't be complaining.

Who knows where things went wrong?

Certainly, I should be abstaining

From sticking it where it doesn't belong

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