What's the issue?

"What's the issue?"
Said the Tissue
Talking to the nose.

"I'm all clogged
And feeling bogged
Red as a midsummer rose."

The nose replied
Then said, aside
"How it happend, God knows."

"That's not so great,
I'm sorry mate.
I'll do the best I can."

"To help" said tissue,
then "atishoo!"
Said the nose, "Oh man!"

"This cold is just awful,
It shouldn't be lawful,
to spend so much time in the cold."

"I agree," was replied,
"And, sneezing aside,
I think that this joke's getting old."

"For those who do go
Out in rain and snow
Must think of the health of their nose!"

The End

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