(60) The Nose ComplaintA Poem by Chris Smith WelshpoetcsThe nose knows you know ; )I don't think it is very fair! I seem to get ignored at times. Does anyone even notice me there? Who ever looks at the nose? Now the eyes, people look at. Even when upset, they get attention. I never get wiped gently like that. No one likes me if I run! Even the ears get a lot of fun. When romance is in the air; They get a visit from the tongue. I never get a tongue licking me! The mouth, it gets too much bliss. Not only does it get fed regular; But it sometimes gets a kiss. No one tries to give me food! I tell you, even when I'm unwell; People don't like touching me. And I have to put up with smell; You should put up with socks! copyright Chris Smith 2010 © 2011 Chris Smith WelshpoetcsReviews
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StatsAuthorChris Smith WelshpoetcsCardiff until 2004, then Hemel Hempstead, Hertfordshire, United KingdomAboutStarted writing in 1997 after a horrible attack, I found it theraputic and wrote a range of poems and short horror stories. Started sharing on the Web firstly with Yahoo 360 in 2005, then sites on .. more..Writing
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