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Why this nose and not a beak?
Why why why, 'cause I hate to sneeze.
A dismal day it had to be
Water down my nose, my eyes, poor me.
Luscious dishes paint my plate
My taste buds betray, it's what I hate.
This bug of cold I always fear
My senses become numb, lost right here.
I waffle around, mindless vain
I have lost my mind, behaving insane.
Don't blame me for this piece
With folded nose I pray for peace.
And thus I ask, why this nose and not a beak?
Why why why, 'cause I absolutely hate to sneeze.
This Poem is shared with Three Word Wednesday.