Limerick-55
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A summer day warm and humid
Came up behind me my friend
Put up his face to my face
And murmured "I like your essence"
"Thank you, " I whispered, but "it's bug spray my friend"
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Quite interesting! Some bug sprays these days have a catchy smell!