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Stink
The Pogi
your hair smells
like daisies in bloom
your skin
is soft as putty
as i graze
on this hairless field
the odor of your pores
comes to me
my nose nuzzles
as you twitch
in ecstasy
and we cry
and wince
with that stink
that emerges
from the dead rat
in the lobby
The Pogi has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of The's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of The's latest works: