Click on the Pulgas Ridge Foetid Adder's Tongue illustration above
For a fly's eye view
If I was a fly
I'd think I had died,
And was on my way to heaven
'Cause what could smell more delicious to me,
as I'm sensing along with my micro antennae,
then the rotting aroma of Scoliopus bigelovii?
Though they say I resemble a serpent's tongue,
That's not what brings the fellas on,
My lovely putriferous odor's the charm.
