You’ll want it back now I suppose.

Okay, fine you can have it back.

But wait just one cool minute, mac!

I’d just like to smell the roses.

I’ve not done that with two noses.

Also I may smell the hostas.

Then I’ll give back your proboscis.

Besides, I won it fair and square

I’ll give it tender love and care.

Polish it, wax it, even tweeze

Say gesundheit were it to sneeze.

You’ll get it back, no need to seethe.

And you can use your mouth to breathe.

I’ll be done soon, so dry your tears.