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Selective Nose | ||
| Fragrant flowers line my way; Sometimes even I can tell. Though my nose has had its day, It can still gardenias smell. Perfume can appeal to me When my nose is at its best, But I cannot hope to be Winning an aroma test. God has given me a nose That perceives selectively. Sometimes I can smell a rose When I have my nostrils free. There are benefits as well: Sewers seldom bother me. Why they don't, I cannot tell. It was simply meant to be. | ||
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