Peter picked his nose,
Sally plucked a rose.
David did has he chose,
and Betty made a pose.
Peters nose is now clean,
Sally's rose is still green.
David has a lot to explain,
Betty posed in vain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Interesting poem Dave! ! Leaves one wondering...what indeed did he do? ? Hugs, Dee