I must ask why in the middle of the day
I day dream with a finger in my nose.
As if for gold I'll be digging away
and I swear that my nose grows.
Worse when I'm at my favorite part
I see a girl who could steal my heart
looking at me with a booger on my finger
just when I am at my greatest linger.
In a list
A contest entry
- Pssst! by Olivia33.
300 points, ended July 5, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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well I know why I did not win and ummmm well er ummm wellllllll I sort of know why you did not win either=)
oh you made me laugh though you did it is so grosssssssssssssssssssssssssss


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"Worse when I'm at my favorite part
I see a girl who could steal my heart" - LOL



