Raised Bumps Raising Hell

Jeez, this kid’s really putting up a fight.

He’s dousing me in chemicals and I don’t know if I can hold up.

My nose pokes out of his forehead and he can’t seem to keep his hands off of me.

Not my fault!

Just a steamy concoction of sweat, oil, and old shampoo,

But I’m causing you the worst day.

He ripped off my nose.

Oh no.

He’s going for the extraction.

Peace out, skin goers!