Smell

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Oh’ to Be Vaporized

love,
like a vapour both
transient
and passing tends
not to leave
an...

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Wild Garlic

it's that time of year again folks ..

I love
wild garlic time
of year ..
I love the taste
and smell of it ..
...

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Famine

I imagine her
heady,
with the scent
of Bulgarian
roses
and bergamot...

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A Taste of Hope

There is nothing
quite like
the smell of hope
is there darling ..
Indeed,...

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  The Sense of Something...

At the end of the day
it is not only
the daring to look,
but the finding
that...

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It's my lads

The smallest room in the house,
Phew what a smell,
It smells so bad,
It's my lads,...

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The World's Filthiest...

The World's Filthiest Kitchen And Infamous Restaurant

Welcome to the worlds most filthiest kitchen!
Come meet the staff they're always bitching.
...

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A’stinkin’ Sheep ??

My second attempt at Matthew’s deep thiniking challenge ?

A’stinkin’ Sheep ??

I am sitting here just a deepthinkin’ why are sheep so a’stinkin’ .. coz all they eat is green grass and...

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Let out a strong pong?

Let out a strong pong?

My tummy rumbled well
It was more like it grumbled.. it must have been hungry and wanted some food...

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Our tatty old dog ??

Our tatty old dog ??

There was a rotten smell the other day that lingered in our house
A stinky stench that wouldn’t go...

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Phoenix

*Jill's Slowdown please Challenge*

Phoenix

Slowdown time skies on fire
Universal galactic conspire
Igneous phoenix compels earth
...

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‘How’s ya fancy !!!’

‘How’s ya fancy !!!’

Lying in their double divan bed there’s no rush to get up
He’s been out and in again to the kitchen...

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Dying moons

Dying moons

They may be just little wisps of air falling from lips so pink,
But, words become infinite, when...

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Her Putrid Pasties

Her Putrid Pasties

She is her Mother’s daughter but she’s got her Daddy’s feet
with stubby sausage little toes that...

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“Something fishy going on”?

“Something fishy going on”?

We had kippers for our tea and tho they were very nice
before you have some kippers
I shall...

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STOP AND SMELL THE ROSES

The world today is all rush rush rush
Getting on in life is dependent on the buttons you push...

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“What an awkward buggger”?

“What an awkward buggger”?

He was such a picky eater
So very difficult to please
She dare not put veg on his plate...