It could be Arsenic

innoxious odor
faintly fishy
I think of salmon I say

it could be arsenic
this was thrown out by dour Debby Downer
we always get worse scenarios from her

it reminds me of catfish
my upbeat-mother-in-law says,
trying to salvage the family meal.
it is not our fault her other son married Debby Downer
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