Be Glad Your Nose is on Your Face

Be Glad Your Nose is on Your Face by Jack Prelutsky
Be glad your nose is on your face,
not pasted on some other place,
for if it were where it is not,
you might dislike your nose a lot.

Imagine if your precious nose
were sandwiched in between your toes,
that clearly would not be a treat,
for you'd be forced to smell your feet.

Your nose would be a source of dread
were it attached atop your head,
it soon would drive you to despair,
forever tickled by your hair.

Within your ear, your nose would be
an absolute catastrophe,
for when you were obliged to sneeze,
your brain would rattle from the breeze.

Your nose, instead, through thick and thin,
remains between your eyes and chin,
not pasted on some other place--
be glad your nose is on your face!

I dont know why I like this poem probabley because it is true. While searching for poems I found quite a few that seemed the exact same, nothing really stood out to me. When I read this poem for some reason, I dont know why, it stood out to me. So I put it in this blog. You said to find the beat of the poem, I cant really find the beat to this one though (intrestingley enough).

http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/jack_prelutsky/poems/18768