
I found a cave on Nimbus 9
inside a jungle green.
I thought I’d poke my head inside
to see what could be seen.
But then I got a sudden whiff,
of old and dirty toes,
and I recalled what Mama said,
“A boy can trust his nose.”
Stories, Poems, and Pictures for Kids by Chris Buczinsky

I found a cave on Nimbus 9
inside a jungle green.
I thought I’d poke my head inside
to see what could be seen.
But then I got a sudden whiff,
of old and dirty toes,
and I recalled what Mama said,
“A boy can trust his nose.”
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