Poem -

Holiday from Smell

warning, it gets gross

We had to leave
 
The plumbing was bad
 
It defused a reek
 
that drove us mad
 
It was a stench
 
no wrench could fix
 
Worse than soccer socks
 
left soaking in sinks
 
Worse than milk rot
 
in carpet silk
 
Worse than durian yellow
 
in carrot speckled puke
 
Worse than a toot
 
after garlic buttered seafood
 
Worse than the breath
 
of a centurian k-9 pet
 
My wife and I
 
had to get away
 
from our child's 13th birthday
 
We just aren't keen
 
on hosting a teen
 
We've no idea
 
how he got so spoiled
 
But our mojo for parenting
 
has been soiled
 
The filth that flies
 
under that one's eyes
 
To abandon him was
 
well...
 
most wise
 
You would too
 
if he was yours
 
mouthing off
 
and slamming doors
 
We are a peaceful pair

We do not yell
 
Yet this ratbag lad
 
is straight from hell

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