A girl with a fabulous smeller
Followed her nose to the cellar
When she got there
The cellar was bare
And no one took the time to tell her.
So she went to the flower bed
Where she had planned to be wed
The flowers were dry
And about to die
So in disappointment she fled.
Off to the church the girl flew
To see if they were missing a pew
She busted her nose
‘cause the church door was closed
And then her frustration grew.
Her smeller was letting her down
So she walked all over her town
Her nose she check out
And left with a pout
And went home with a big frown.
The poor girl is single today
The smell just won’t go away
She waters her nose
With the old garden hose
Each morning through the whole day.
This poem is silly you see
And now you’ve shared it with me
You’ve wasted your time
Reading this dumb rhyme
But the cost was low – it was free.
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