nose prose

there was a man whose nose was located near to his toes he`d often bend down and kneel on the ground to give it a jolly good blow. there once was a 6ft Pole who made his home in a hole earwigs and worms were part of the terms and a goodnight kiss from a mole the amazing Mr Beringas with lots of extra fingers his speed dialling kept everyone smiling oh how his memory lingers Poor old Mr Magoo stuck down the next doors loo he`s still in the u-bend but thankfully his friend has refrained from doing a poo.