The Prodigal Nose Poem by George Samuel

Where's your nose lady?
Lost in a fashion show!
How do you breath now?
How would you smell now?
With a punctured nose.

Where's your faith?
To offer your God a healthy breath!
With a gigantic metal dangling on your nose,
How do you pray now?
Blown away by multiple cuts.

What's left for the groom, who'll take you home,
What's his gain in majestic hole?
Dug cruelly upon an innocent nose,
Nothing left, but a pothole nose.

Covering up with a nose mask,
Can't afford the task,
Breathing faster Can't afford a prodigal nose,
Very easy to destroy the natural beauty of God!
With a javelin thrust through a virgin nose.