Rambling nose, rambling nose
Where it goes, nobody nose
Oh I just hate my rambling nose
When I blow my rambling nose
It grows redder then a rose
Oh I just cant live
Without my nose
When I lean down to sniff a rose
A bee did bite and bloody my nose
Now I cant sniff with my rambling nose
My love for my nose just grows and grows
Rambling nose, rambling nose
I just love my rambling nose
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I would like to translate this poem
Rambling poem, rambling poem, Why bother writing such a lousy poem