I never suspected
the only thing
that would
connect Us
would be
our Neti Pots
I met a man once in a bar who said the only thing a nose was good for was snorting cocaine. Well, that, and telling if milk had gone bad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Breathe deep, deep, deep, deep.....while the air is still free, and a nose is free to olfactory....