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 Nose Hairs Challenge Poems 8/28/2009
 Window of Opportunity Challenge Poems 8/23/2009
 Cash For My Trash Challenge Poems 8/22/2009
 Satan Challenge Poems 8/18/2009
 Paper and Glue Challenge Poems 8/17/2009
 The Fragile Leaf Challenge Poems 8/16/2009
 My Love For You Challenge Poems 8/13/2009
 Dad Challenge Poems 8/13/2009
 Aiming High Challenge Poems 8/12/2009
 A Muse Challenge Poems 8/2/2009
 What is it? Challenge Poems 7/23/2009
 Anything Goes Challenge Poems 7/23/2009
 The King of Kings Challenge Poems 7/22/2009
 Hey Diddle Diddle Challenge Poems 7/20/2009
 An Old Grey Truck Challenge Poems 7/18/2009
 Celebrate Challenge Poems 7/15/2009
 Pedels of Devotion Challenge Poems 7/8/2009
 The Proposal Challenge Poems 6/3/2009
 My Poem Misc 5/16/2009
 Blinded By The Light Misc 5/10/2009
 Echo Challenge Poems 5/9/2009
 Tears Misc 5/3/2009
 Somewhere Beyond Misc 4/11/2009
 A Child's Dream Challenge Poems 4/11/2009
 Airs Sweet Surprise Challenge Poems 4/11/2009
 Pet Fears Challenge Poems 4/6/2009
 I Will Listen Challenge Poems 4/5/2009
 Who Am I ? Challenge Poems 4/5/2009
 The Invisible Threat Challenge Poems 4/4/2009
 The Chicken Dinner Challenge Poems 3/29/2009
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Nose Hairs

I tug and pull at my nose hairs
I'm almost out of hope
For everytime I take a breath
they knit just like a rope

I have to be real careful
for at times they form a noose
They make their way around my neck
It's hard to pry them loose

My friends just stand in disbelief
whenever I converse
The slightest touch of hair on them
They shuffle and disperse

I talk as if I have a cold
the hairs act like a plug
They seem to catch most everything
like boogers, flys and bugs

I'd like to try and kiss my wife
sneak up without her knowing
They tap her shoulders every time
because they're always growing

Sometimes I sneeze occasionally
or spit into the air
The liquid boomerangs at me
and clings to all the hairs

The secrets out, I cannot hide
You'ld think I didn't care
But using Nare or shaving them
Just adds more growth of hair

I cannot sell or ebay them
The locks of hair sent in
Not one response have I recieved
It seems I just can't win

I guess I'll never stop the growth
They're getting thick and big
I'll live the best I can with them
They make an awesome wig

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