The air was filled with an awful stink,
It hurt my eyes and made me blink.
My once straight hair began to kink.
It clouded my brain, I couldn't think.
My throat was raw, I got a drink.
It clung to my skin, washed up in the sink.
Smelled much worse than the missing link.
I was losing my sanity, right on the brink.
Looked at my brother, he said with a wink,
"Ate a burrito at the skating rink."
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