Ah - My Olfactory Glands
Ah! Fresh paint's aroma
when I open the can
like a breeze o'er the meadow
stirs my olfactory glands
But then when I’m done
the tired paint, coagulate
What a sucker I was ~
to fall for the bait
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2024
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