Nose Prose

God only knows,
After so many blows,
Just when my poor nose,
Will stop running,
I suppose.
For it runs quite a lot.
And won’t seem to stop.
And just when you think,
That it’s over,
It’s snot.

One thought on “Nose Prose

English, motherfucker, do you speak it? J/K - it's ok if you don't.

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