Nothing Up My Sleeves

I am a great magician. I can hide things where no one will suspect and may never find them. "Where is this hiding spot?" You ask. My nose, of course. I can put all sorts of objects in there. Shove them way in. Make it look like I ate all my dinner. Here is an orange peel I had hidden in there for hours and my nose ran like a faucet. But mom never suspected. Today I tried a piece of peanut butter sandwich. It may still be lodged deep inside. Tomorrow I might try fish sticks.