A Nose-Picker's Confession Poem by John Thorkild Ellison
A Nose-Picker's Confession
I've forgotten a lot of what I learned at school
But I'll always remember the One Golden Rule:
Of all of the things that Good Christians oppose
The worst and the vilest is picking your nose,
So forgive me, Dear Lord, I've got to come clean,
I've just picked a winner and it's slimy and green! !
Monday, August 10, 2009
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