I’ve cut off my nose to spite my face
Of my olfactory system there is no trace
I’m minus a sinus, a nostril or two
An appraisal of my nasal will show this is true
I’ve turned a blind eye and the other cheek as well
But I got my tongue tied so I just couldn’t tell
My lips were sealed and I didn't make a sound
But I kept my chin up and an ear to the ground
I won’t be brow-beaten or stick my neck out instead
Because that’s all I’ve got, off the top of my head
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