Another of my poems.. Found it in an old notebook of mine which was lost for a whole year!…
Hope you like it!!.. ^^
I bought a new perfume,
And my mother covered her nose,
My sister ran out of the room,
And my brother smelled his toes.
I used it for my birthday,
And my friends didn’t even show up,
Must have been informed by a streetboy,
Or maybe even a cop.
When I used it the first time,
I got a huge shock,
The smell was worse than old sneakers,
And my brother said more than his sock!
I never used it, then,
For I hated the smell,
But I didn’t throw it away,
Getting money isn’t as easy as going to hell!
That night, some robbers entered my room,
Assured me on a harmless mission,
They wanted my perfume,
Were seeking my permission.
I gave it to them without hesitating,
But asked why with pure curiosity.
The head of the thieves came up ahead,
And spoke with what he felt dignity.
“Every time we steal,
Police dogs, after us, they send,
But after smelling this with their powerful noses,
The dog’s life, itself, will end!”..
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