In Maine, where the salty breeze does blow,
Where lobster traps and pine trees grow,
A scent of life in sweatshops is created here,
fragrant perfumes, in tourist shops premiere.
Featuring the “Maine State Fair Porta Potty,”
Though a curious scent, don’t be snotty,
For amidst the carnival’s food and lively cheer,
A hint of humor and dough boy poo will appear.
The trusted “Baked Bean Night” in a bottle’s embrace,
Memories of fart contests, a family affair in a familiar place,
Then, “Saturday Night Bathwater” in sediment swirls
That shared bath scent will surely get you the girls!
On sale today, the “Cat Lady Scent” ammonia sweet
A feline scent to increase your sweetheart’s heartbeat.
Produced from assorted bodily fluids with care
and sold with a complimentary bag of Maine coon hair.
Lastly, the “Fisherman’s Laundry” we adore,
A rugged aroma from the rocky shore,
Mudflats low tide breezes with a touch of brine,
Clams, seaweed, and chum the ocean intertwines.
In Maine, where scents tell tales of life,
With humor born, through working strife,
Fragrant perfumes capture Maine smells for you,
Support real Mainers and buy a few.
WoPoLi 
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