My nasal hair had grown down to my chin
It’s one of those games you just can’t win
So, you go with the flow and try not to slip
as you mow and trim the tangle hanging over your lip
Last summer I let it grow down to my feet
In my bathing suit it could waft in the breeze–what a treat
I decorated it with beach glass and a big seashell
Toward the end of the summer it started to smell
So I trimmed it back to the tip of my nose
No more tickling the tips of my toes
Some day I’ll live somewhere
Where people appreciate long shiny nose hair