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So as a bus monitor I travel one particular road that goes between city A where the Special Needs School is, to city B where the kids who ride on my bus live in. That road has currently two dead skunks on the road, and they are about 5-7 miles apart. Its an otherwise beautiful road that runs beside a river (sections of it). However with the two skunks dead on the road I've told myself that this is dead skunk season and that there was a poem there somewhere.

Dead Skunk Season

Watch your eyes to the road and the view
but hold your nose over the next hill.
A skunk is dead on the side of the road
the kill is not fresh, but three days old.
The stink of the kill lingers on and on
a smell so bad that needs to be gone.
Then seven more miles down the same road 
is another skunk whose death is days old.

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