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THIS IS A FICTIONAL POEM.


Submitted:Aug 8, 2010    Reads: 84    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Women once loved me because I was a hunk.

But that ended after I was sprayed by a skunk.

I've taken eleven showers and I still smell.

Needless to say my love life isn't going well.

This stench is as bad as that car on Seinfeld.

All of the ladies run who I've held.

I would like to go back to the good old days.

But when people take a sniff, they run away.

I have some advice for you and I'm not funning.

If you see a skunk, you'd better start running.





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