My Dustbin Nose Poem by Kelvin Rush

My Dustbin Nose



My nose is like a dustbin
Collecting all the dirt
Sniffing smelling combusting
Always ready and alert

Constantly itching and twitching
It turns cherry red in the sun
It likes to be picked tickled and licked
It's friendly and lots of fun

Thursday, June 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: body,fun,humour
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