Sir_Nigel Posted January 7, 2010 Share Posted January 7, 2010 Snotty nose, O snotty nose, where it comes from nobody knows. It’s not a cold, I’ve had the flu - the Swine, the Bird and the Man type too. Recovered, recuperated, good as new. but the stubborn, sudden, snotty nose still hangs around, it comes and goes, its conquest needing several blows. I’m offered tissues by girls who have issues with a hanky. They’re manky, they squeal, unhealthy as well – now use this gel. But I’m not diseased I just sneezed. And now I’m OK And will be probably be so for the rest of the day. This brief visitation surely shows how fickle is the snotty nose. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mantaspook Posted January 7, 2010 Share Posted January 7, 2010 I like the bemused tone of the narrator, but I think the ending could be improved; it trails off disconsolately at the end which ends the poem on a bit of a downer. Ending the poem on a humorous up note of exasperated anger would probably have worked a little better. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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