The Smelling Museum

Have you ever been to a smelling museum?

I went just last week with my Great Uncle Liam

There’s not much to see, but there’s plenty to sniff

Just open each box for an artistic whiff

There’s a cinnamon-beef jerky-grandma’s house scent

And the smell of a badger stuck inside a tent

There’s the smell of the floss that was used by a bat

And the smell of five pill bugs inside of a hat

There’s the smell of a whiskery old man drinking gin

And the smell of a shark that is missing a fin

You can smell a rhinoceros scratching his ears

Or the smell of a bicycle shifting its gears

Take a sniff of old mayonnaise that’s crusted in hair

Or inhale the scent of a bee on a bear

Or smell what it’s like to be stuck in a cave

With a monkey, a crumb, and your coworker Dave

Or discover the odor of butterfly sweat

Or the smell of a gambler who’s just lost a bet

Try the fragrance of blackberries boiled in snot

Or the scent of a dolphin mistakenly caught

Or try the perfume of fresh tears mixed with pepper

Or the stink of the feet of a line-dancing leper

Yes, smelling museums host the art of today

All those visual knick-knacks are trés passé

And although you won’t like every single aroma

Do you like everything that they put in the MOMA?