Living
The Difference
From In My Nursery (1890)
Living
Eight fingers,
Ten toes,
Two eyes,
And one nose.
Baby said
When she smelt the rose,
"Oh! what a pity
I've only one nose!"
Ten teeth
In even rows,
Three dimples,
And one nose.
Baby said
When she smelt the snuff,
"Deary me!
One nose is enough."
Cite this poem
MLA
Richards, Laura E. “The Difference.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/richards_l/23/.
Chicago
Richards, Laura E. “The Difference.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/richards_l/23/.
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