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Ah - My Olfactory Glands

    Ah! Fresh paint's aroma 
      when I open the can
    like a breeze o'er the meadow
      stirs my olfactory glands

    But then when I’m done
       the tired paint, coagulate
    What a sucker I was ~
       to fall for the bait

Copyright © Gershon Wolf

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