A poem for those who care to enjoy it. The bard within escapeth—
A stink is only a stink,
To they who are unstunk
For to those in need,
The best smell is a skunk
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Not sure what to make of this.
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I like limericks.
Two men stepped onto a buss
The smell from them caused a fuss
He had a backpack on
Out the top stuck a bong
Of skunk bud, they had a surplus 
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I know a guy from Nantucket who is all about this thread.
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There once was a man from Nantucket, had so many seeds, he had to carry them in a bucket.
He said with a shout as spread them about, “If the government don’t like it they can suck it”.
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In a world filled with greed
Poverty and disease
One thing you can do
One way to stay true
Overgrow the world and spread the seeds! 
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What about the woman from Regina?
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Yes she is a similar sense of humour.
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I’ll have to think about that one. I was thinking about Johnny when I made that one up. lol
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There once was a girl named Regina. She haled from the swamps of Carolina. But the pot that she grew, everyone knew, her Daddy brought back from Indochina.
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Haiku:
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
Ha Ha Ha I’m High
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There’s the old classic:
Haiku can be fun
But sometimes they don’t make sense
Refrigerator
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Good one!
Me too!
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