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