This poem stinks

Just walked in the door after practice, ready to smell what I was eatingBut when I opened the door there was nothing
I walked around the corner and food was made
I walked up and tried to smell it but there was nothing... Nothing
I tried to smell something nasty so I went to the garbage
Still nothing, but I was okay with not being able to catch a whiff of that
I didn't know what to do
Without my smell, I won't be able to smell the fresh air and fresh baked food
So I looked at the positives, like not being able to smell our football practice gear
That's a big plus!

Chucky Gubbles