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Finger In Her Nose

She sat with a finger in her nose
It did smell quite a lot like my prose
She got a few
Before she withdrew
Boogers came out striking a pose

Russell Sivey
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Dietrich Avatar
August 22, 2017 at 5:41 PM
Funny one, Russell. The first half was fantastic! I really enjoyed this one.
Ellison Avatar
August 22, 2017 at 3:55 PM
LOL Now you're cookin', Mr. Russellim! KEEP GOING!!! Cheers!
Andresen Avatar
August 22, 2017 at 2:53 PM
- Boogers must be taken with the roots ... it will be easier to breathe, Russell :))) ... fun :))) - hugs //Anne-Lise :)
Smith Avatar
August 22, 2017 at 9:52 AM
That is something you won't forget soon enough.
Warrior Avatar
August 22, 2017 at 9:31 AM
Boogers boogie lol...I wonder where else she had her finger?...great nose job Russell...^WW^
Pandit Avatar
August 22, 2017 at 9:07 AM
A laugh out loud moment!
Allison Avatar
August 22, 2017 at 8:57 AM
Hmmm I see i have stiff competition in the limerick department now Russell - your poem sure made me smile:-) hugs jan xx
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