And I suppose <br />a rose that's on the nose <br />could be <br />an unwashed pantyhose. <br />Let us compose <br />a bit of prose <br />for those <br />whose water froze <br />a story of the gardenhose. <br />And there it goes, <br />his friends and foes <br />yelled ah's and oh's <br />when stepped upon their toes. <br />And if you're close <br />to her who chose <br />her private woes <br />you must expose <br />the wrath that grows.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-rose/
