The Nicotine Clown
She smells like nicotine
It is in her hair and on her nails.
It resonates when she speaks
And it puffs smoke when she wails.
She is kind of a cigarette clown.
Her scent is not feminine or nice.
She has such a terrible odor
That I would rather smell my mice.
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