This is my favorite poem so far. It was written by Shel Silverstein. It is about a sharp toothed snail that lives inside your nose. Watch out he can bite your finger off. All of the snot in your nose is the slime from the snail. Jesse and Belle say he is not real but I know better. My mom told me this poem so I would keep my finger out of my nose. I am glad she warned me in time. I still have all my fingers!