Our Ears
This is a funny poem about Our Ears.
OUR EARS
They’re funny old things are our ears
They never stop growing they go on for years
They tend to stick out of the side of our head
They pick up the voices and words that are said
But sometimes, just sometimes, they may not quite hear
They can’t understand when you shout or you cheer
And as you get older they don’t work as well
It seems there’s a muffler attached to your skull
Still there’s a purpose, the reason they’re there
Is something hairdressers nip at while cutting your hair!
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