Tuesday, October 16, 2018
Noses
The nose knows best that smells better than all the rest,
A hound can scent a hare a mile away,
An east coast shark can smell blood from a west coast crest,
An Aardvark can snuff-out an ant at a distant formicary.
Jimmy Durante sang through his fluted nozzle,
Poor Pinocchio spat lies that grew a wooden snout,
Hidden in the shadows of love, Cyrano de Bergerac's schnozzle,
W.C. Fields' gin-blossomed hooter did the runabout.
A bee's olfactory can globe to a field of nectar,
A bear raids a garbage can miles from his lair,
A blind bat feasts upon a swarm of Gypsy moths, an astounding trekker,
An ant can smell table sugar from Algiers.
The nose knows best that smells better than all the rest.
- John Hardesty
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