A Knotty Problem

There was a man called Arnold Hodgekiss
Who had a very long proboscis,
And so, because of the severity
Of this organs great longevity
Went to see a surgeon who,
Might help him lose a foot or two.

The surgeon (who was very fit)
Tied a double knot in it,
But then when Arnold Hodgekiss sneezed
His sneeze crept out all squashed and squeezed,
And very easy it was not,
Squeezing sneezes 'round a knot.

Snoring snores past knots tied double
Give knotted noses lots of trouble,
And Arnold couldn't sniff or snort
As a full-nosed fellow ought,
And folks would stare, and queue in rows
To watch him try to blow his nose.

Arnold Hodgekiss vainly tried
To get his knotted nose untied,
Then in despair and awful doubt
He took it to a young boy scout,
Who with a clever twist and flick,
Quickly made short work of it.

Now Arnold's nose again is long
And lifts it's voice in nasal song,
Once more the king - no one opposes,
Of sneezing, snoring, snorting noses,
Which proves a snotty-nosed boy scout
Knows what knots are all about.