A Poem from a Kid: Everybody Picks Their Nose

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A Musing by Emily

Everybody picks their nose.

Even your mom and dad.

Your teacher probably picks her nose.

The president – he does too.

You just don’t know it cause the Secret Service stands so close to him.

Everyone picks their nose.

Your grandma, your grandpa, your Uncle Jordy.

Your little brother – well, duh. He always does it.

I think picking your nose is just fine . . .

But eating what you pick is not OK.

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