Lacknose
There was once a Gardener who had no nose, and he had a very nice garden full of beautiful flowers: roses, and pinks, and lilies, and violets, and all the prettiest flowers you can imagine.
Three little boys thought they would like a bunch of flowers, but they did not know how to get it. So one of them went into the garden and said:
“Good morning, Mr. Lacknose!”
“Good morning, boy,” said the Gardener.
The boy thought the best thing he could do was to flatter the old fellow, so he had made up a verse of poetry that he thought very pretty, and so he said to the Gardener:
“Cut, and cut, and cut again,
Hair and whiskers grow amain: