Poem
Stink Positive
optimist odor
poured over pile
room's middle.
Steaming bode ill
need outside essence
in place of
what's not there.
Party lines drawn
roped around mess
cross over, get mouthful.
Only punny
until someone
loses face
already lost.
Uplift downwind
raise spirits to lies
someone new blamed
for putting there.
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