Monday, March 1, 2010

Ode to the Nosehead


He's great and sweet-but my good friend
For how long should we pretend
That there is not an issue
With his excessive facial tissue

You're new boyfriend may be nice
But if I were you I'd take some advice
My dear he's clearly a Nosehead
And it'd be best if you just fled

His profile's off, it's clear to see
That there's no dip where one should be
Do you know where your nose does end?
He hasn't got that my dear friend

It's like his dad's an Avatar
Or he got hit by a big car
His forehead's swallowing his nose
And I can't lie, it clearly shows

No indentation is in sight
And it gives me quite a fright
Hide the children, keep him inside
That Nosehead makes them petrified

His nose is bridge-less can't you see?
I hate to say but it's eerie
No Bridge, no bridge does grace his nose
That bridge jumped ship quite long ago

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