The Day I Learnt to Blow my Nose
The day I learnt to blow my nose,
Magpies brought the air alight
In tones effusive, vibrant, strong:
"Ain't he clever! Ain't he bright!"
The day I learnt to blow my nose
The forest creatures, hand in hand,
Danced in circles, sang as one,
"Ain't it super! Ain't it grand!"
The day I learnt to blow my nose,
The President, the King and Queen,
Clapped their hands and all agreed:
"The best report we've ever seen!"
The day I learnt to blow my nose
The stars aligned in outer space,
But better, far, than all of this...
My ear drums popped back in place!
© Stephen Whiteside 09.11.2013
The Day I Learnt to Blow my Nose
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Re: The Day I Learnt to Blow my Nose
Sung to the tune of the boogie woogie. 
Neville
" Prose is description, poetry is presence " Les Murray.
" Prose is description, poetry is presence " Les Murray.
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Re: The Day I Learnt to Blow my Nose
I like it.
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