Smells like Spring.
Smells like worms,
Germs of a beguiled creature,
Now a defiled feature
Of the air inside my nose
That knows soon enough they will bring
The spring.
Smells like Spring.
Smells like worms,
Germs of a beguiled creature,
Now a defiled feature
Of the air inside my nose
That knows soon enough they will bring
The spring.
And here I thought the poem was going to be about the scent of Jasmine or Honeysuckle…you crack me up.
Thanks. I actually have no clue what Honeysuckle or Jasmine smell like. 🙂