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WHIFF
I suddenly take two long steps
to get down wind from me
and check on how bad I might smell.
How bad could it be?
I was almost soaked in sweat
on this hot late August day
so it likely was an even bet
my pits might chase blow flies away.
Then with a cautious sniff or two
to see how bad I might have stunk
the light wind brought the news to me:
that I could run off any skunk.
Well, it hardly came as a surprise
'cause with the calendar and math
I saw that it was past mid month
and time for me to take a bath.
Style / type:
Structured: Western
Review Request (Intensity):
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words:
Hopefully the stench hasn't transferred to my scribbling
Editing stage:
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Comments
Marvel Godwyn
Thu, 2017-08-17 00:28
An awesome write, I enjoyed
An awesome write, I enjoyed it.
scribbler
Thu, 2017-08-17 07:32
Greetings Marvel
And welcome to neopoet. I'm not sure about this being awesome but I Do appreciate the kind words and your time to read and comment.......stan
author commentbrittle light
Thu, 2017-08-17 06:51
funny...but I take mine at
funny...but I take mine at the end of the month after running out of money and nothing else to do!
good stuff, Stan
Al
scribbler
Thu, 2017-08-17 07:37
Hi Al
I'm pleased the humor came through lol. Unfortunately I have known people who apparently have the same hygein habits as the guy in the poem. I even worked with one on a research farm one summer. Whenever somebody ran across a wasp nest they's call over to this guy. He'd rub his hand under his arm then reach up bare handed and crush the nest....and never get stung. Now That's powerful BO lol.....stan Hmmm.......this might be worthy of its own poem
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