LATE NIGHT PUNK
A man just went out,
Sprang back with a shout…
He saw a skunk
Nearby that stunk,
Wanting to avoid a rout.
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The skunk looked at him,
Deciding the other’s whim…
They both went their way,
No tomato juice sprayed
At least not needed for him!
–Jonathan Caswell
By the Mighty Mumford 