A Sonnet To The Nose

[Winslow]

Knows he that never took a pinch
Nosey! the pleasure thence which flows?
Knows he the titillating joy
Which my nose knows?
O nose! I am as proud of thee
As any mountain of its snows!
I gaze on thee and feel that pride
A Roman knows

Winslow :sunny:

 

[Doc Manhattan]

Nice verse, Winslow!

The best I can do is a limerick:

My schnoz, viewed through lens analytic,
Is quite large, and fair game for a critic.
But in matters of snuff
And partaking enough
I thank God He made me Semitic.

 

[Anonymous]

There once was a man from nantucket.
His nose was so big, he could pluck it.
He sat with a grin
as he wiped off his chin
And said, man I wish I had some snuff!!

(What?? This is a family forum!)

 

[Winslow]

Why with ease said the snuff taking Turk,
I can stifle the most powerful sneeze,
Then one day at prayers,
His asshole gave way,
And he crapped up his pants
To the knees!

Winslow :sunny: