by Rachel Hoyt
Wake up and smell the roses,
One of life's loving scents,
A blossom which proposes,
Our senses can be bent.
Go on and squeeze a lemon,
That fruit which smells so clean,
A nutrient filled weapon,
That scrubs systems and scenes.
Get out and walk a garden,
An orchard or a field,
Ask fat to beg your pardon,
Sniff life where health is sealed.
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This study concluded that eating too much fat
kills your sense of smell. What do you think of that?