It wafted steadily and filled us all with dread.
It was insidious and smelt of something dead.
It was quite pungent, like a terrible perfume.
It wasn’t long before we had to leave the room.
We called out a technician who just couldn’t find the source.
He sent a bill for several hundred dollars, then, of course.
It just got worse and worse until it filled the whole darn house,
We wondered what it was. Some rotten cheese? A perished mouse?
We got so desperate and none of us could sleep.
My ancient grandpapa was starting, now, to weep.
It was so thick now that the stench was off the charts!
We found the source, at last.
The smell was grandma’s farts.