A pair of skunks on Noah’s ark
Got separated in the dark.
The female used her wily wits
And let loose with a little spritz.
The other creatures gagged and moaned.
Festivities were all postponed;
But Noah – patient, calm and wise
Knew just how to deodorize.
He lit a few sweet-smelling punks
To camouflage the smell of skunks.
The animals all sighed relief
And thanked their most ingenious chief.
The skunks, at last, were reunited,
Though they felt both miffed and slighted.
They knew not to what extent
That scent they sent caused such dissent.
for Robert Heemstra's Noah's Ark contest