There's a Zose In My Nose-For Contest

There’s a Zose in my nose And it smells like blue cheese I try to doze but the Zose Just won’t let me be It never goes when I blows Though it makes me wheeze I must dispose of that Zose So I can catch some zees But it knows what’s proposed Leaving me ill at ease Still I throws my elbows Right into its knees Then wrap bows on its toes And give them a squeeze But it shows that it knows My lack of esprit Coz it grows where phlegm flows Making me sneeze So I pinch close my nose Plus whisper pretty please Until it chose to fling woes On my sister Louise