Booger Poems - Poems about Booger

With one hand on my thigh I realize it's time To pick My booger At night all alone I pick. My boogers. And when one hangs low. I stop And think About my life... 2 people see two things wrong with too. Being involved. We stop And scratch our heads. And when we are deep In thought We realize That Our fingers Are on Our boogers....

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I am a booger I live inside your nose sometimes I'm runny other times bacteria grows I am a booger you need to set me free Stick me under the desk just don't let anyone see If you think I'm being funny I'm not; I'm transparent you should always pick your boogers just not Infront of a parent....

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Silliness doesn't run in my family, it gallops If you wanna be slim like Bugs Bunny, eat raw carrots Other stuff you can do Sneezing? A calorie or two So pick out that booger before you blow a gasket...

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I ain't afraid of no ghost, friend, You can bet your bottom dollar I'm an expert on ghosts of men - I was born in Booger Holler. Now the Holler's a mile across And the length is about the same The trees all drip with Spanish Moss, The woods are all empty of game Our haunting ghost was named Ol' Jake A Reb who'd...

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Why his old head is so hollow you can see him think. Onlyest time he ever makes any sense is when he takes to the drink. And that don’t last too long caustit puts him right to sleep, Kinda like me whenst I go to count’n them sheep. Well old Booger never...

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