Impromptu, On A Long-Nosed Friend Poem by Thomas Paine

Impromptu, On A Long-Nosed Friend



Going along the other day,
Upon a certain plan;
I met a nose upon the way,
Behind it was a man.

I called unto the nose to stop,
And when it had done so -
The man behind it - he came up;
They made Zenobio.

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