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The Air Was Filled With An Awful Stink The air was filled with an awful stink, It hurt my eyes and made me blink. My once straight hair began to kink. It clouded my brain, I couldn't think. My throat was raw, I got a drink. It clung to my skin, washed up in the sink. Smelled much worse than the missing link. I was losing my sanity, right on the brink. Looked at my brother, he said with a wink, "Ate a burrito at the skating rink."
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