The Great Smell Hunt - Poem by sylvia spencer
I came home from hospital feeling fine.
Yet what I discovered made me decline.
My Husband said that he had done all the choirs
and everything was clean and bright indoors!
The smell that hit me when I opened the door
made me feel sick, just as I was before.
Everything was sparkling just like a new pin.
Then I said to my husband 'have you empeted
The bin had been seen to, there was no smell
from that, then I looked down and remembered
the cat.Had he brought in a mouse and left it
somewhere in the house.
The smell I was looking for was now a great task.
I had to go to the bathroom to find a surgical mask.
Three hours had passed and still no sign of the smell.
Did I need all this I was still unwell.
I sat down in the chair and said to myself, 'am I doing all this
to benifit my health'
As I sat in that chair the smell got stronger and that was
it I could not stand it any longer.As I pulled out the chair I
could see it was there; something that was quite rare.
My Husband said he felt such a fool because he couldent
smell anything at all. I cleaned up the mess and forgave the
cat, for the two day old 'Whoopsy' that sat on the mat.
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