Perfume

Flower extract On the body worn ahead of human contact, A pressurized can preserving it; With a vaporizing mechanism That upon actuation gets friendly faces lit, Further brightening the ones bought over by tribalism. A liquefied fragrance for armpits But also for arresting smells keener than a cesspit’s And for the fortunate handkerchief Of a folk alive to bad odour and its mischief. To it a woman lends her neck, Fully trusting the romantic havoc it does wreck; A roguish sureness that some man against it shall brush And a withdrawal from same not rush, Lingered kisses planting there With the whole world finding it just fair! Perfume is by the fashionable grabbed; During a kidnap, together with it nabbed, The female habitual user letting out a frustrated sigh After a shopping and she didn’t remember to it buy.