a buttery salt greasy aroma.
A nasty sizzle of a popping sound
fills the air behind the bar.
You ask for a large,
you ask for a tub,
you want extra butter,
you want extra salt.
Oh how I loathe you
wretched popcorn.
You burn me with your heat
You taunt me with your taste.
Oh how you make my hair smell
A stale buttery salt
I cannot wait to take a shower
to wash your putrid smell out.
04/16/09 around 9:00 p.mish

So here it is! Inspiration: My nasty work that makes me smell popcorn... Oh how I dislike popcorn!
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