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The Man Who Picked His Nose There once was a man who picked his nose, And his finger just got stuck. He tried and tried to pull it out, But he didn't have any luck. So he had to walk around all day With his finger up his nose. Which made it hard to take a bath, And he couldn't change his clothes. It wasn't long 'til he had no friends, And as far as I can tell, It wasn't because he picked his nose, They just couldn't stand his smell.
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