My nostril smells awesome inside of my nose,
a bit like the bloom of a newly-picked rose.
It started this morning--I couldn't say why--
and all day it's smelled like banana cream pie.
It has the aroma of freshly-baked bread
with hot melted butter and blackberry spread,
and maybe the breeze of a warm afternoon,
that follows a thunderstorm early in June.
It smells like a pine forest, right by a lake,
and chocolate chip cookies my mom likes to bake,
like kettle corn pop-popping over a fire,
and laundry, the moment it's out of the dryer.
My nostril smells awesome, so I have a plan
to sit and enjoy it as long as I can.
Don't ask how it happened; I really can't say.
Perhaps it's my finger that's smelling this way.
On Nov 6, 2008 Sasha :) from pluto wrote:
this poem is cool, its funny and its a kids poem so who really cares about what your talking about as long as it is silly, fun & rhymes!
On Oct 28, 2008 keemaya gadgil from india wrote:
yak ! they should not talk about a nostrill .In short very funny
On Oct 27, 2008 Kibo from kijhuyjj wrote:
I've been comenting this for like along time now and its pretty amazing!
On Oct 20, 2008 alexandria from usa wrote:
i LOVE this poem im using it for a school project
On Oct 17, 2008 Atem from Australia wrote:
I realy hate this poem it's stupid why wasting your time writing it when you have much important things to do
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