A Lesson From The Skunk


A Lesson From The Skunk
By Frederick Blanchard

When a skunk puts up a fuss,
He can really stink.
Is that the same with us?

We grumble and we frown,
Then shiver and shake,
And then spit on the ground.

What’s the impression we leave,
Is it of mire, muck and dung,
Or something captivating to see?

The green stench rises in the air,
From the nagging of whiners,
The smell of a skunk, who can bear?




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