Kids have been gawking,
Laughing and pointing,
Whispering, talking.
I've become self conscious
Of the snickering stares.
Kids keep touching their noses -
It's more than I can bear.
I feel real jittery
Like when I've eaten too much sugar.
I flee to the bathroom
And discover a huge booger!
©2011, Bridget Magee
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