This pic takes me back to the 8th grade, when I wrote this award winning poem. I still get many requests for it to this day. Enjoy!
The nose is big, the nostril flares
And all you see are thick nose hairs
They're wet and bushy, thick and thin
They grow real long
Way past my chin
I clip and snip
all day and night
It doesn't help
I'm still a fright
They'll be there till I'm 82
Say.. Do you want to buy some nose hairs?
I'll sure sell you a few.
image: JustJared
