Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Mystery Odor

Mystery Odor
By Larry Linville

I spend much time in my study.
It’s a family room as well.
It’s right next to the basement
And I’ve sensed a musty smell.

I’ve tried to find where it comes from.
Perhaps from this rainy spring.
I’ve checked everything in that basement
And I haven’t found a stinkin’ thing.

Then I started to smell it
Away from the basement below.
My nose captures that essence
No matter where I go.

I think I have solved the old problem.
I think I know what to say.
It comes from that new deodorant
That I spray on every day.

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3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Did not expect the ending of your poem.

I was going to write that since you think you are an old retired minister maybe that is what "you all" smell like. Lots of Laughs

Larry Linville said...

Maybe you're right. I didn't smell it before I retired. :)

I like to have surprise endings.

John L. said...

Thanks Larry. That was a good laugh!!