Scary monsters love to smell
Like scary people do
And that is why I hold my nose
Expecting it is true,
But when they stare at me I find
Their stench is not as bad
As those sharp teeth and wicked eyes,
Those mercilessly mocking cries.
I laugh. It drives them mad.
Written for Grammar Ghoul Press Shape Shifting 13 #64 Writing Challenge. Prompt: “What is that smell?”