A Rose Smelling Really Awful


This rose arose; take it as red.

This rose arose; take it as red.

A rose by any other name

Might well still smell as sweet,

But other ‘rose’ smells, all the same,

One knows the nose may greet.


When rows and rows of shacks there rose,

A smell, pure, would endure;

But think, what stink on that wind blows – ?

More like manure, for sure!


And then, the sort of roes one gets

All served up on a dish?

Assume that sets quite fishy, let’s:

These dregs are eggs of fish!


Suppose that when a boat one rows

No perfume do you get,

(Unless by those who went and chose

To let the smell be sweat.)


Then, other roes, Eurasian deer,

Might have some sort of smell;

‘d Appear I could not steer, I fear,

 Close well enough to tell.

© Colonialist March 2015 (WordPress)

About colonialist

Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies. Recently Indie Publishing has been added to this list.
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11 Responses to A Rose Smelling Really Awful

  1. The Asian says:

    I’ve actually never liked the smell of roses. One of my friends think I’m crazy for saying that

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Zirkie says:

    I still love your rhymes, Col! I hope you will have a great Easter!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Pussycat44 says:

    Only the nose knows if the smell is a rose, rows or roes.


  4. I award you the medal of punstinction.


  5. Marco says:

    and when you least expect a creepy caterpillar pops up from the rose and bites your nose???


  6. I’d rather sniff roses any day, Col. 🙂


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