Herbert Nehrlich - Rhyming Practice

Would someone please tell
why a terrible smell
tends to follow no laws
and ignores eehs and aaaws
why it hangs in the air
as if wanting its share
of our closest attention
I just wanted to mention
that the odour of fish
and the smelly old quiche
of the Longhorns down south
still falls out of her mouth.
If you notice the smell
hold your nostrils and yell
it's a choice, hell or heaven
my AK-forty-seven.

Herbert Nehrlich

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