The Nose Picker

This poem is for Project OpenBook, a community-built children’s book. Details below.


I don’t need to blow my snout.
I use my finger to get ‘em out.
Mom says I’m spreading germs,
But I don’t like her cleaning terms.
My own body is just fine;
I’m so clean, I swear I shine…
Here is where I have my doubts:
It’s everybody else I worry ’bout.

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Jaime KubikWritten by Jaime Kubik.
Illustrated by Ann Troe.

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