I can’t write with crippled hands
But I have to express this prose
These thoughts have to get out somehow
So I’m typing with my nose
Laugh if you will, or if you must
At my determination and steely guts
But either way I’m out of my rut
As these words flow out in rows
And maybe you’ll like what I have to say
So sit back and enjoy the show
Because even if I can’t write with crippled hands
I can still type with my nose!