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Not To Be Sniffed At


Not To Be Sniffed At

I know how birds smell like
I know how dogs smell like
I know how horses smell like
I know how she smells
On the seashore
The fragrance of Nature
Appeals to my senses
My animal instinct
Comes back for more
I smell the grass
Under defeat
I smell the masses
Whenever we meet
Smells greet my nose
As thar she blows
With such power
It reeks of havoc
I could fall to the floor
So must take a shower
When I walk through the door
Although I smell pungent
I'm really sweet
Yet still repugnant
According to some
So it's best to treat me
From the core
Of a heart beat
At arms length
For ending all war
Is our only strength
I could go on
But you sense what I'm saying
When sniffing out truth
You have a nose for it
And I'm not playing


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