Today we read a poem called, "I have Noodles in my Nostrils" by Kenn Nesbitt. The poem is about noodles that fall onto parts of the body. The person who says the poem is a bit silly and calls himself a nincompoop. He falls asleep while eating his lunch of chicken noodle soup. The poem is very funny.
By Adam and Dylan
I Have Noodles in My Nostrils by Kenn Nesbitt
I have noodles in my nostrils.
I have noodles on my nose.
There are noodles on my cheeks and chin
I’ve got more upon my forehead.
Some are sticking to my neck.
It’s completely disconcerting.
I’m a noodle-covered wreck.
I can see them on my kneecaps,
(When I stand, they’re somewhat squishy,
There are several in my pockets.
There’s a handful
And I’m pretty sure that some are even
So try not to do what I did:
I’m a total nincompoop,
Here are some of us reading the poem: