His pen goes to paper
my mind swans along
words pouring on song
as a baby into a diaper
I keep my finger nail
long.
Wow!
What a pong
from that nappy! !
Just to scratch
my ear
so I can hear
one nicking my prose
so as paper goes to pen
then
nicking my prose
unbecomingly will become......!
George BernardBloodyShaw
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/who-nose/
