You know how cheese
Sometimes gets moldy and blue?
How milk oftimescurdles
And smells bad too?
How babies (tho' cute)
Love to be cuddled
But every so often
Carry a definite phew?
How dogs (and cats)
Our beloved companions
Sometimes develop a certain aura
And reek to high Heaven?
How certain cheeses
Can stink like bejesus
Like limburgerand Havarti
Like any dead thing I must say
Well…We all have our mood swings
Our good days and bad days
And so sad to say….
That these oft used cliches
Describe to a T
The mood that I'm in
…Today…
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