NOSE VERSUS HAIR

Parting of the ways

When finding the way I follow my nose
If it runs so do I
It makes sense I suppose
But the girl in the piccy uses her head
Til the parting of ways
When she loses the thread
So I think my way’s best, I hope you agree
And I don’t need a mirror
I’m completely hands free
Which allows me to hold thermos and cup
Enjoying refreshment
Whilst avoiding slip ups.

I hope you find your way over the weekend … have a lovely time.

This entry was written by daddyp, posted on January 27, 2012 at 6:00 am, filed under poems and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post. Post a comment or leave a trackback: Trackback URL.

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