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.
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