Snort

There once was a woman who’d snort
Every time she gave voice to a thought.
Explosive and loud
She could startle a crowd
It sounded like wars being fought.

She seemed to be quite unaware
As her snorts echoed out through the air.
A doc had a peek
In the side of her cheek
“It’s ‘cos you’ve three nostrils! One’s spare.”

Three Nostrils

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Snoring

I once knew a lady who snored
So her husband, who she just adored
Bought some earplugs and glue
‘Cos he knew what to do.
Yes, those plugs—in her nostrils—he stored.

Snoring woman in bed.

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