Johnny’s nose was runny –
    You’ll know just what I mean.
The hanky which his Mum gave him 
    Was meant to keep it clean.

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But a dreadful thing then happened 
    Whilst poor Johnny was asleep
For his runny nose, whilst he lay there,
    Took one  E N O R M O U  S  leap.

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Off Johnny's nose went, running fast.
    What speed a nose can go!!!
It nimbly sped down Johnny’s stairs,
     For noses don’t go slow.

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Out through the open window fled
     The runny nose, chop chop.
Then through the village, up the hill
     And past the butcher’s shop.

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You must know noses can run off?
     You know of that I’m sure!
But this nose without Johnny’s face,
      Felt somewhat insecure.

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Much more than this, the nose was lost,
     And rather frightened too,
And a nose that feels quite lost and scared -
     Well, what should that nose do?

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It did what you or I would do - 
     Rushed back to Johnny’s face.
When he awoke he found his nose
      Back in its usual place!

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What happened is a secret -
      Even Johnny doesn’t know -
But I think you'll remember this
      Next time you have a blow.

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