172.

This city stinks,
And I'm not talking metaphors,
Lately, have you been outdoors?
It's summer
And the weather's been rainy,
Both John and Janey
Wanted a romantic walk,
But the streets reek,
It makes Janey feel like a freak
For wearing perfume.
But it's not just that,
The air in the city is gross,
When you think it can't get any worse,
The heat makes the stench grow.
And don't get me wrong, 'cause it's not just the people,
But also the pavement, even the flowers and streets,
It's all made of polution,
Not sure what's the solution,
'Cause we're way too many
And living clean's obsolete...