Her makeup's on
She's done her hair
Her clothes: thickly coated
In Snuggle bear
She's sprayed some per-fume
Here and there
She's a stinkbomba momma
Committing chemical warfare
A scented stick
Rubbed on her pits
A toxic cream on
Unsightly zits
She wears cologne
Dabbed on her wrists
But it's not the same one
Her jacket is
She freshens her shoes
With a quick Febreze spritz
She's a walking, stinking
Petrie dish
In a chemical stupor
Her red lead-covered lips
Smile mindlessly
In an unnatural bliss
She should be put on the no-fly list
She's a stinkbomba momma
She's a terrorist
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