Olympic Flame

I thought I smelled of shoe polish
but it was fish
it was all around me
last nights dinner
and it worried me.
The Olympic flame
was to pass through town
in the AM
and I
would smell like fish.
I might be caught on fire by the torch
or attract dogs
or even horny old men.
Certainly, the entire celebration
would fall at my feet.
They would all stare
even my grandmother in heaven
would scorn me
in proper British tone
The ice would melt
and the flame would go out
in the six feet of water.
The crowd would roar in
frustration and humiliation
and I will have killed it all
by smelling of shoe polish
although it was really
fish they could smell.