Tuesday, 12 January 2010

WORST PERSON FLORAL.

I refuse
To be accused
Of smelling strangely
Just because I don’t bathe all day,

And am dismayed
At the parade
Of scented products
Appearing along my way.

It’s because
There’s a cost
To hygienic perfection
That I refuse to relinquish my quota of well being,

And accept
My neglect
Of the finer designs
May be the cause of my eventual undoing.

I’ll admit
That I’d quit
Any role that required
Me to compromise my view of the scene,

I’m not scared,
Quite prepared,
To confront anything
That demands I be something too clean.

So beware,
And take care,
That you don’t over do it
And expect from me something I lack,

As I’ll go,
And you’ll know
That I meant every word,
And there won’t be a scent of my track.

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