No one knows the nose like me
But there's this that I can't tell
I'm the king of rhinology
Who'd believe I'd lost my smell
Perhaps no notice need
To what end that doctor talk
What undetected odor seek
That I've written I would read
Diagnosing odor block
After all who wants to reak
I think that I will hide my smell
Don't want to loose my lead
For there is no one I can tell
I'm the head of pathology
What a captivating title that will attract any reader to read this interesting and wonderful poem. The sense of smell is one of the important senses and it is hard when it is impaired. A one of a kind write!
Oh, I see : ) Brilliantly penned, Rob! Thanks for the explanation!
Isadora, the subject of this poem has lost there sense of smell but I have not. This poem is about a self centered expert who thinks too much of self. It is meant to be a humerus challenge or warning against self aggrandizement.
This poem is a curious riddle! Have you lost your sense of smell? I am not sure I have comprehended this correctly : ) Thank you for sharing this!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A witty poem, full of irony and a sort of tragic outcome concerning the loss of smell. Well, well written! Thank you for sharing!