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What if My Nose Fell Off My Face?

What if my nose fell off my face,

How could I sniff a flower?

And, if I couldn't smell my feet,

I might not take a shower.

If my nose was on my hand, 

When mom served turnips or frogs,

I'd smell their yucky odor,

And feed them to my dog.

What if my nose was on my thumb,

 I could move it all around,

Without even moving my neck,

I could smell all around.

What if I sent my nose,

On a rocket to outer space,

Before I realized it felt better,

To stay located on my face?