Fifty Thousand Scents
Noses can remember over fifty thousand scents
Only one makes our noses scream “open the vents!!!”
Unpleasant doesn't say it
A gasp for air we transmit
Ya got three guess, okay a hint, causes fruit to ferment
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2018
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