A foolish boy named Jimmy Price
refused to take his mum’s advice
and kept on poking up his nose
his fingers, thumbs and, once, his toes
nose picking gave him endless joy
oh what a frightful, horrid, boy
his mother told him that his head
would cave right in and he’d be dead
but Jimmy knew that this was bluff
“it’s such an awful lot of guff
there’s really nothing wrong with snot
I’ll pick my nose and eat the lot”
he scraped and plucked his nostrils clean
it was a truly gruesome scene
ignoring every sign of pain
he rummaged ‘til he found his brain
which out he pulled without a thought
and that’s the end of my report
for Jimmy died right there and then
he never picked his nose again
Moral
It’s most unsatisfactory
to eat what is olfactory
Paul Hughes 2008
