Sweet is the words.

Working on a Hot summer day,
Body filled with sweat.
Got him thinking,
"Everything that comes out of this body stinks".
And we don't like it,
But it's the nature we can't avoid,
But there are things we can make it sweet.
"That is,the words that comes out From your mouth".
"The way you spread love through your words".
Just then someone yelled, take rest and have a break.

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