Best Smeller Poems

I've always prided myself on being a “smart feller”
But sometimes it gets twisted and I say “fart smeller”
Quite good at that too
Sometimes blow off my...

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Passing gas on a city bus is bad.
You could really make someone very mad!
     Looking around for a clue.
  ...

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February 16 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Numbers 29-32

Key Verse– Numbers 29:2 And ye shall offer a burnt offering for a sweet savour...

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Maybe if I was a benefactor 
I would be still in lavender 
And if the nostrils of my mind could smell vanilla 
I would stream...

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If I write a book of farty poems … could it be a best smeller?

03/23/21...

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You know, I thought changing one’s job would be easy,
To start a new vocation would be breezy.
I got me local newspaper, looking for a job...

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My Dog, Spot
Thinks he’s got
A Super smeller.
But everyone knows
That his nose
Is a-turnin’ yeller....

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In Punxsutawney, a cute little feller
is a slick, and precocious foreteller

Phil predicts with his nose
But the tip of it froze!

He used an icepick to clear...

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Wouldn't it seem to persist an unspoken personal longing for perfection?
Is insinuated toward poetic supremacy; obviously . . .
I would feel confident in generalizing the...

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My pooetry throne’s where I sit
To contemplate words for a bit
I push a poem out
then whoop and I shout
No wonder my poems are rubbish!

My lovely...

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Crap smells really bad no matter the shape or the color
Maybe black, brown, white, yellow, a woman or a feller
Don’t judge a book by it’s...

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My neighbour loves Pete Smockerella,
She boasted that he's a fart smeller,
Oops she got it wrong,
Poor Pete doesn’t pong,
She really meant he’s a smart fella!

10/26/20...

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Scrounging for boogers wrought my damn nostrils nearly to bust 

My humblest apology if the following account
doth gross thee out forlorn childhood of mine 
found...

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The stench has fallen upon me
Nowhere to run,nowhere to hide
Smells like something crawled up in me and died
Like a gray smog drifting across the night
If...

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Most of us were born with eyes;
But yet, too many of us are blind.
It's not that we are blind physically,
but unfortunately, we cannot see clearly.
There...

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