Stray Nose Hair

Stray nose hair, stray nose hair,
Why must you be there?

You tickle my nostril, causing me to sneeze,
why can't you leave me be, pretty please?

It wouldn't be so bad, if you weren't easy to see,
but there you are, causing people to laugh at me.

So sadly, this just wont do,
I must, get rid of you.

I grab the tweezers, and pluck away,
but still my stray little nose hair, you sit there and stay

I pluck and I pull, you must go away.
My sweet little nose hair, you must obey

With one final tug, pain abound,
my stray little nose hair, drifts to the ground.

With a sigh of release, I can sit here at ease,
and talk to you happily, not afraid to sneeze.