Trench Stench

Monday begins with a mighty send

Full of odors most foul.

As it came, fast and explosive around the bend

This poo announced it’s presence with a mighty howl!


Seriously though, I wish I had a gas mask

It’s unusual to hate your own brand

But Christ, sitting here, an unpleasant task

I cannot believe the smell at hand.


Truly powerful, beyond compare.

I’ve never created such a stench

It smells of rotten foreboding and despair

Like the mustard gassed, trapped in the trench.




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