Ode to our Nanny!

The Nose

A shadow creeps, soft and slow, The ground suddenly goes black, up so close Is it a ghost, a ghoul or a lost soul, Run before it attacks, its Nanny‘s nose! Myriad are the applications, Limited only by the mind its attached to, Flipping switches, raising alarms, What task exists that it cannot do? Shiny and long, the highlight of her face, Beware people! Its just a decoy, Hypnotized while you are by the nose, Conning you she is, thats her little ploy! Hehehehe ……

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