Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Darling Diva Cow Puts On Airs

Darling diva cow puts on airs, said Ruth Could.
Weird for her usual smell is nicotine putrid.
No one can stand the stench of her pores or her coat.
Barnyards smelled better with cows, pigs and one goat.

Is that her? I asked pointing to a cow with legs.
She was kicking one up, practically showing us eggs.
Yes, and she thinks she’s all that, but her smell is horrid.
I could not get any closer, nicotine came out of her forehead.

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Gershon Wolf May 16, 2023 at 7:10 PM Sounds like a 60's ad there - 'Nicotine came out of her forehead!' lol. Caren Krutsinger May 16, 2023 at 9:06 PM My mother smelled like this - I loved her, but I think my asthma was because I grew up in a smoker's house and a smoker's car.