How does one judge a rodent?
By its tail, or ears or paws?
By whether or not it spreads disease?
By the size of its teeth or claws?
You may judge by any of these
But I will beg to differ
For I propose we judge by its nose
And this mole’s got one hell of a sniffer
If its proboscis was up for auction
It would garner the highest bid
For instead of two measly little holes
It’s got an olfactory miniature squid
And with this nasal celestial body
You could scuba without fear
For it even works under water
And can smell when a shark is near
Sure the mole may be homely and blind as a bat
And spend its life gobbling up worms
But the question that clinches its glory is this:
Do YOU have a nose that squirms?
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