FREE PIES FROM STINKY

My neighbor bakes me pies full of beans,

My neighbor's body, he seldom cleans,

I throw the beans far, far away,

Return a clean pan the next day,

I'd remark, but I don't feel the means.

NED SMELLS ALONE

Ned could smell a person flagellate, from across the sea,

Ned could tell if they be flagellating their meds, or meals, or tea,

Ned never kept his friends,

They broke up because of ends,

Ned couldn't keep his mouth shut, and let the flagellation be.

THE BENCH PAINTS MY TRENCH

Pardon my stench,

But I sat on a bench,

Unlike my home stoop,

It was covered in poop,

The poop stuck to the back of my trench.