Francesca Johnson - A bad smell

Sighing, he made his way to work.
Another day with his nose to the grindstone.

'I have a job for you.
Have a look at a bad smell, ' he was told.

'It's not my job.
I don't investigate bad smells, ' he said.

'In any case, I can't SEE bad smells.'

Well, he will put his nose to the grindstone!

Francesca Johnson

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