Keanu Reeves
Wiped bogies on his sleeves.
His mates called him “gross”,
But he didn’t care,
He loved his snotty nose.
It was better than his hips or boring toes,
He just bloody loved his drippy nose.
He’d do all could to sneeze, old Reeves,
And laugh as green gunk drenched his clothes.

© Carl Burkitt 2018