I love the smell of play dough

I love the smell of Play Dough
I put it on my nose and inhale
It is marvelous, as usual
I put it on my cheeks, and on my chin
I used to eat it
But I was younger then
I take another smell of it
Nothing like it!
No other fragrance in the world teases me like this one
I really want to eat it
But the taste is always a disappointment
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