She nose what it is

she nose what it is
3/19/2008 Monday light verse, special Wednesday edition

I asked sweet Mary Jean who was wearing only green
what the little blob was stuck upon her sleeve.
"Is it gum," I asked politely, thinking it was quite unsightly.
"No, it's not," she giggled; then she took her leave.

She was causing quite a stir when my friend ran into her
and she wiped some sticky goo into his hair.
"What is that," demanded he, "is it wet sap from a tree?"
"No, it's not," she said and ran away from there.

She was playing with her brother when upon them came their mother
who was curious, as mothers often are.
"Is that banana?" She was curt as she studied Brother's shirt.
"No, it's not," yelled Mary as she jumped into the car.

And just now sweet Mary froze with her finger up her nose
stuck so far in that it disappeared completely.
when she finished with her thrusting, she extracted it--disgusting!
"Yes, it's snot!" she said and smiled very sweetly.

One of my writing goals for 2008 is to write at least one light verse or poem every week in addition to my haiku wednesday and fiction friday posts. I will try to do this on Mondays.