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# The Big Lebowski
- URL: https://www.hawkword.com/poetry/the-big-lebowski/
- Published: 2021-07-27T12:00:00.000Z
- Updated: 2021-07-27T12:00:00.000Z
- Description: I sense a fragrance rarely smelled – In flower shops or fields - Infrequently on ferries Much rarer in these yields
- Author: A. Gee
- Tags: Poetry, Allpoetry Import, #Import 2026-04-25 19:56

I sense a fragrance rarely smelled –  
In flower shops or fields -  
Infrequently on ferries  
Much rarer in these yields

Inebriate of air – am I –  
And devotee of brew  
Reeling – through endless summer days—  
And sometimes, Mountain Dew

Landlord’s evicting, back due rent  
And I’m out the door  
Enough of his incessant drums  
I won’t live here no more!

The graduates might throw their hats  
And rappers grab their junk  
But I will keep on worshipping  
The sweet smell of the skunk.

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**Author notes:** Patterned on Emily Dickenson's I taste a liquor never brewed I taste a liquor never brewed (214) Emily Dickinson - 1830-1886 I taste a liquor never brewed — From Tankards scooped in Pearl — Not all the Frankfort Berries Yield such an Alcohol! Inebriate of air — am I — And Debauchee of Dew — Reeling — thro' endless summer days — From inns of molten Blue — When "Landlords" turn the drunken Bee Out of the Foxglove's door — When Butterflies — renounce their "drams" — I shall but drink the more! Till Seraphs swing their snowy Hats — And Saints — to windows run — To see the little Tippler Leaning against the — Sun!