Humans have five senses
And sometimes six,
Six in the case of women
Placing men in a fix.
Women win arguments
Almost every time,
They use their sixth sense
Leaving men behind.
Men would present the facts
But the women still disagree,
There is this feeling they have
Call it extra-sensory.
I’ve lost many a battle
With my darling wife
And I am beginning to learn
I can’t win such a strife.
At least five senses we share
And that’s a plus,
Developing the sixth
I don’t consider a must.
Hearing and seeing,
These are so great
That to lose them both
Would be a terrible fate.
Smelling and tasting
Hand in hand they go,
If the food smells good
Taste goes with that flow.
Smell activates
The salivary glands
And when that doesn’t happen
The food tastes bland.
The fifth is touch
It’s a wonderful sensation,
It has spurted on
Many an infatuation.
It can get one in trouble
With the opposite sex,
It can bring on pleasure
Or it can make one vex.
Touch is the sense
We take most for granted
But it is the one with which
We are most enchanted.
Of the other four
It is perhaps closest to taste,
When eating our food
It is an additional grace.
It helps with the taste
But also with the texture
And makes a great dining experience,
You’ve gotten the picture.
Seeing is the one
I would most hate to lose,
Of course, I wouldn’t like it
If I had to choose.
They are all important
In the roles that they play
And the others are sharpened
When one is taken away.
A blind man hears better
I am sure you have heard,
You can ask any blind man,
Don’t take my word.
Taste would be rotten
If there were no smell,
You don’t have to ask a blind man
I am sure you can tell.
If I had to lose one
And I mean if I had to,
I’d reluctantly choose hearing
Tell me, won’t you?
I say reluctantly
On account of music,
Being unable to appreciate it.
Would give me a fit.
Of the five senses
Seeing appears to be tops,
However, we must thank God
For all the senses we’ve got.
Stewart Russell © 2020
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