A terza rima poem on the proper use of fragrances to facilitate dating and courtship.
|Like lavender and pretty, red roses,
they’re meant for your immaculate sweethearts
and their fine, little delicate noses;
not to damage the most sensitive parts
or overwhelm the olfactory senses,
bedaub with the finesse of the fine arts,
as love’s a game of great consequences.
Dates decide on the mere whiff of a scent,
so smell good or lead to major offenses.
Too much strong scent is wholly unpleasant;
a little hint on the neck and the wrist
is enough to smell attractively fragrant.
Don’t offend like a face that hits a fist:
if you heed these lines you will get the gist!