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Four Little Stinkers

Four Little Stinkers

Four little stinkers

All in a row

They just want someone

To love 'em, you know

People run and hide

Whenever they appear

These white striped kitties

These friendly little dears

First one's named Flower

Second is Bouquet

The third is Li'l Wafter

Last is Sweet Sachet

Skunks need lovin' too

It's not a well known fact

So next time you see one

Just show some tact

Don't hold your nose

Pretend nothing stunk

You'll make this little critter

A happy little skunk

Four little stinkers

Their spray makes you squint

But make 'em all happy and

They'll smell like peppermint

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Tony Taylor

Jack I don't know where you come up with some of this stuff......... but I really do adore your sense of humor......... the names of the skunks cracked me up........ I'll bet you're a blast to hang out with!!........thanx for making me smile......... another VERY creative write.......... well done my friend.......... high fives!..........T xo

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Jack Ellison

It's true, it's too bad we live so far apart... it'd be great to hang out together!!! Thanks Mr. T xx

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