The Smell That Follows Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
The Smell That Follows
How dare you say that your farts don't smell bad if they're your own.
I'll have you know ever been around me after I had some eggs.
I can clear an entire house faster then entire fire department.
They run over each like mad dogs trying to escape anyway they can, the only reason I don't is I've come to the understanding that it will follow me no matter where I go.
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