The Scent That Sent Me

Dear body odor, subtle you're not,

A stench that tells where battles are fought.

From armpit whiffs to feet’s foul seas,

You bring us all to our knees.

No cologne masks your primal shout,

You’re the funk time forgot about.

A garlic feast? A gym-day spree?

You thrive on life’s sweet misery.

You cling to shirts, and haunt the air,

An unwelcome guest who doesn’t care.

But still, you’re ours, for better or worse,

A human hallmark—and nature’s curse.

So raise a toast, embrace the reek,

Here’s to the smells that make us unique!

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Happy New Year to you all and may 2025 be a fresh start!