I Have Noodles in My Nostrils

I have noodles in my nostrils.
I have noodles on my nose.
There are noodles on my cheeks and chin
and dripping down my clothes.

I've got more upon my forehead.
Some are sticking to my neck.
It's completely disconcerting.
I'm a noodle-covered wreck.

I can see them on my kneecaps,
and I know they're in my shoes.
(When I stand they're somewhat squishy
and I feel them start to ooze.)

There are several in my pockets.
There's a handful in my hair.
And I'm pretty sure that some are even
in my underwear.

So try not to do what I did
(I'm a total nincompoop),
and don't ever fall asleep
while eating chicken noodle soup.

--Kenn Nesbitt

Copyright © 2007 Kenn Nesbitt
All Rights Reserved

This poem appears in the book Revenge of the Lunch Ladies.

Comments

	On Jun 3, 2008 fred from Australia wrote: it was lmao good
	On Jun 1, 2008 ryan from virginia wrote: i loved your poem it was cool.
	On May 28, 2008 PDiddy-homiez from usa wrote: this made me smile! I want to fall asleep over soup to have noodles in my nose!!
	On May 26, 2008 smellyelli from nz wrote: fantastic
	On May 25, 2008 katy from england wrote: really gd gd x

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