Johnny’s nose was runny –
You’ll know just what I mean.
The hanky which his Mum gave him
Was meant to keep it clean.
But a dreadful thing then happened
Whilst poor Johnny was asleep
For his runny nose, whilst he lay there,
Took one E N O R M O U S leap.
Off Johnny's nose went running fast.
What speed a nose can go!!!
It nimbly sped down Johnny’s stairs –
For noses don’t go slow.
Out through the open window fled
The runny nose, chop chop –
Then through the village, up the hill
And past the butcher’s shop.
You must know noses can run off?
You know of that I’m sure!
But this nose without Johnny’s face,
Felt somewhat insecure.
Much more than this, the nose was lost,
And rather frightened too,
And a nose that feels quite lost and scared
Well, what should that nose do?
It did what you or I would do -
Rushed back to Johnny’s face.
When he awoke he found his nose
Back in its usual place!
What happened is a secret.
Even Johnny doesn’t know –
But I think you'll remember this
Next time you have a blow.
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