The Booger Poem

Boogers are our friends
They are constant and they are good
And when you are just four years old
Boogers are good as food

Some are crusty and some are soft
Others are juicy and long
Some live deep in the darkest of nostrils
In holes like the Vietcong

Some stay stuck for hours or days
Withstanding the strongest of blows
They hold on tight and won’t let go
Of the hairs found within your nose

Always remember life’s great lesson
Passed down through all the ages
You won’t be able to read a book
If boogers are stuck to the pages

Say something!