A Very Snotty Thought

As you reached up to wipe my drippy nose

Vendetta came creeping up from your toes

Each time you reached gingerly for a hanky

Richard’s “bloody” word plays you a prank’y

Yup, that inside out backward white mixture

Slowly sliding down your upper lip and chin

Not a lotta rot visible but yucky snot you silly sot

Obstructing the gateways of breath brings chagrin

Tears nowhere to be found in this slimy concoction

Trouble is holding back effectively as you attempt

Yes … oh gross, you farted as you sneezed

Trouble with the sinuses poor brother dear

Hold back the viruses, I don’t want them near

Obstructing the gateways of breath – poor thing

Up comes the hanky for a sudden rising sneeze – ah ah

Grabbing those nostrils tightly in anticipation – ah ah ah ah

Hanky falls to the ground oddly as you blast like a horn

Treasures now in you’re hand – how bloody forlorn

The moral:

Snotty or not I still like you a lot brother.

By Mrs. Tinker Bell and the mysterious Mr. Bibble Dibble