The Big Stink


Shopping this morning my face is numb

It’s the second time I’ve been crop dusted by an invisible bum


A fly-by of flatulence that smells like day old bologna


Searching the quiet store


I caught a glimpse of old man Maloney

Laughing and chuckling as he disappeared down an aisle


He got me again

That smell sure is vile

The odor stuck to the clothes I was wearin’

Everyone be on the lookout for the Red Baron


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