There was a young man from Montrose
Who counted by fingers and toes;
But try as he may
He miscounted one day
When a finger got stuck up his nose.
(Written Oct 2012)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The nose..he he he he he...he shouldn't open a count on his fingers..ha ha ha..or perhaps his nose was the problem? Well done john.