The Smell

June, 1998

This place really reeks
It reeks of reeky reeking things
The putrid stench of festering corpses
Or is it the smell
Of a thousand daisies
In a sunny field
With happy birds

I honestly don't know


What's that? You don't get it? Ha! Who ever said you were supposed to??

This Smells.....

Smells like Poetry
Smells like Home Page
Smells like Teen Spirit
(midi) The ideal background music for this poem?

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