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Once a pong of thyme
Adrift upon a gentle breeze
It’s herbal scents did find me
And it brought me to my knees

For once a pong of thyme
Inhaled by pauper or by king
Has that man an allergy
Then wheezing it shall bring

Though once a pong of thyme
Did test my hooter without ill
Alas a pong of garlic
Made me run for yonder hill

See once a pong of thyme
Gave way to scent of allium
This poor old aging vampire
Was in need of Valium

Once a pong of thyme
Was finished messing with my head
An awful pungent smell came from
My wife’s vegetable bed

And once the pong of thyme had passed
She said by way of reasoning,
“I’m pepping up our liquid lunch
With home grown garlic seasoning.”

So once upon a time
My Queen decried me when I said,
“O Queen of Dark we need no pep…
For we two are undead.”

“Once a pong of thyme,” she said,
“Has all the pagans sniffy,
The garlic will deter them
For our house will be too whiffy.”

I told her, “Once the pong of thyme
Leads yet more garlic through our door
Egor will be finding us
As ash piled on the floor.”

So once the pong of thyme
Revealed the potty plan she’d made
I told my Queen, “Get Egor in…
And give that man a spade!”

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