Not Karen by Anita Bretha Freshair

Most folk jot about the day
No thought what scents
Might waft their way
And not a care
What scents they spray
Or what scents are made of, anyway.

Not Karen, though
She always knows
What's in your hair
And on your clothes
A scarf to cover
Her mouth and nose
She's chemical free
From head to toes

Karen has MCS, you see
Multiple Chemical Sensitivity
She told her dad, who still lit a smoke
Not carin' it literally made her choke
Then migraine, sinus, throat and chest pain,
And detoxing it out brings pain back again
Her dad makes her sick
It's really quite sad
But if he wants to be toxic
She can't have a dad

Her sisters love to wear per-fume,
Burn insence, and candles-not smart
Not carin' or wantin' to be told what to do
Karen's sisters are breaking her heart

She's Karen Canary, sick and afraid
Of what other people are wearin'
Most folk will just jot about their day
 But those folk are not Karen.