Skunked, a Poem


Skunked

By Rachael Pope

 

It’s late at night,

I crawl around

Looking for some food.

I’m in a yard

A dog comes near,

And I’m not in the mood.

 

I waddle further

In the yard

A dog comes near my face

I turn around

To leave the house

But the dog just wants to play.

 

I lift my tail

And send my stench

That’s how it has to be.

Perhaps next time,

The dog will think

Before he plays with me.

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