A Stench That Reaches Japan
I'm in my bed, and yet I smell, A stench so bad, I cannot tell. It creeps and crawls, it fills the air, A foul, rotten scent everywhere. It comes from Carlos, through his feet, A smell so strong, it’s hard to beat. It spreads like fire, it spreads like disease, It lingers, it taunts, it doesn't appease. Through every room, it finds its way, No place is safe, no matter what they say. It slips through cracks, it slides through doors, A nightmare scent that always soars. It’s reached Japan, it’s crossed the seas, A stench so bad it makes you freeze. It spreads to me, it takes its toll, A smell so foul it burns the soul. Carlos, please, just wash them clean, So we can breathe, and stay serene. For this disease, it has no cure, A stench so strong, we must endure.
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