Poem of the Week 20

The Day I Got My Finger Stuck up My Nose

Brian Patten

 

When I got my finger stuck up my nose

I went to a doctor, who said,

“Nothing like this has happened before,

We will have to chop off your head.”

 

“It’s only my finger stuck up my nose,

It’s only my finger!” I said.

“I see what it is,” the doctor replied,

“But we’ll still have to chop off your head.”

 

He went to the cabinet. He took out an axe.

I watched with considerable dread.

“But it’s only my finger stuck up my nose.

It’s only a finger!” I said.

 

“Perhaps we can yank it out with a hook

Tied to some surgical thread.

Maybe we can try that,” he replied,

“Rather than chop off your head.”

 

“I’m never going to pick it again.

I’ve now learned my lesson,” I said.

“I won’t stick my finger up my nose –

I’ll stick it in my ear instead.”