Talk

 I thought today now just suppose
we actually talked from out our nose
our nostrils could argue when debate arose
when fed up arguing they could come to blows

I thought today  wouldn’t it be queer
for speech to come from our left ear
cotton buds could become quite dear
from waxing lyrical after too much beer

I thought today I would despise
if we all started talking out of our eyes
not telling the truth, what a surprise
our eyes would cross when telling lies

I thought today amongst the din
if we spoke from our arse after drinking gin
our careers would be over, but anew we’d begin
We’d become politicians and we’d fit right in