The SMELL

I cannot tell.
I am not sure,
where it may come from,
this mysterious foul odor.
Perhaps it might ge fish,
growing fur inside a dish,
far back within my fridge.
Maybe it's but some pasta,
I really think I oughtta,
check behind my lonely oven.
Could be it's within the trash,
black potatoes which are mash,
if I'd've thrown some there.
Perhaps it's within the hamper,
wet clothes could not be damper.
DAMN!
The mildew's begun to flower,
all about my dirty shower.
Gonna have to spray it well,
this odorous smell from Hell.