Smell Busters

A Poem by Lid Man

An eerie thing stands in the road
Just like a smelly warty toad
It travels through the dark cold night
In the shaddows out of sight
This creature is so dark as hell
That is why he has bad smell
And at this harvest time of year
This ghost will put a real high gear
This creature likes to hang around
His wasted life goes underground
When he goes to look for you
This smelly ghoul will see it through
To find his next young victim to
A girl or boy to carry away from you!