Skunk Smelling
Foul smells of secrets and lies exist in the
Rarified air of
Artificially deodorized
Gentry whose lives
Rarely encounter those
Aromas arousing
Nose wrinkles of disgust, as they
Count on their perfumed cover to
Engulf the real truth.
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