Pylimitics

Humans are weird;
they “wash” out of fright.
They wreck all the sniffs
when my stuff is just right.

My blanket was perfect!
Aroma was fine!
It’s how everybody
could know it was mine.

But then it was stolen
and what they did…man!
They can’t smell the soapsuds
but it’s mine, and I can.

So listen up, people,
there’s more than one “clean,”
and to force your ideas upon me
is just mean.

-Chocolate