My Nose Grows
Hey! Hey! This is not a vomitorium she said
The putrid projectile made it smell like one though
Thanks to the crapulous old timer who could not help himself.
I do not know if I am more angry at him or the loud roosters
Why do these expergefactors crow this loudly?
I gingerly enter their chicken coop to give them heck.
Here comes the rawgabbit, the head rooster says
He thinks I am telling stories.
I am not I think as my nose grows.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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