I still remember when you brought your stink
You caused myself and others to think,
Your sweetness and kindness you tried to sell
Though your lies and deceptions others could smell.
When you came near I always smelled your scent
For me I truly thought that it was lovingly meant,
But, then when I took in a deeper breath
I scented pain, suffering and hurt and a lonely death.
Then when I smelled your horrific odor
You reminded me of a liar and cheat and freeloader,
Then when once again upon me you began to entrench
I once again remembered you and your horrible stench.
Whenever I smelled your perfume
I then remembered the sadness and the gloom,
But, like the smell of meat that has gone rotten
You too, one day will be forgotten.
Randy L. McClave
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