the stinky skunk
thinked and thunk
her scent was rather charming
but those she knew
found the pew
crude and quite alarming
she tried a bath
to nix the chaff
the smell got even stronger
with loads of soap
and swishes of Scope
it lingered even longer
the scent so bad
the skunk got sad
no friends to run and play
instead she hid
way off the grid
to keep the whiffs away
until one eve
when she met Steve
an equally reeky pig
alone no more
aromas galore
they danced a smelly jig