Thursday Limerick: The Skunk

Posted byKaty CampbellPosted inpoetry, UncategorizedTags:, , , , , , 
When a skunk wanted to be alone,
He put on some smelly cologne.
While this rancid perfume, 
Did clear out the room, 
It's not something I can condone.

Published by Katy Campbell

Katy is a little broken in the head.

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