Took a hundred baths.
Used five cans of Axe.
No matter what I do,
Still smelling like poo.
Can't escape the reek.
Battling it for a week.
Smell like stinky cheese.
I'm tired of this disease.
Kids run away crying.
Even the flies are dying.
I want to smell very nice,
Not like old rotting mice.
Finally try some gasoline.
To see if I will feel clean.
While washing my crack,
Someone strikes a match.
After the huge explosion,
My curse is finally broken.
I no longer smell like poo,
But I'm now a pile of goo.
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