Pepe Le Pew Amorous French Skunk
Merrie Melodies is coming on, and I am glued to the set
Hoping my favorite will be featured today, for I’ve placed a bet
Channeling my spirit guides, I hope to see Pepe Le Pew.
He is the best cartoon since the sixties, and it’s twenty and two.
This amorous French skunk, known as a polecat down in the south
With streak of affection that places kisses all over target’s sweet mouth
Dashes onto the screen, in pursuit of startled Penelope Pussy Cat.
Runs for her life, but she slows down a bit, due to corpulent fat.
Pepe Le Pew, Warner Brother’s most romantic cartoon ever made.
Sweeps her up and holds her tenderly against him, a daring blade.
She tries to show him that she’s not a skunk, she is actually a cat.
But he is too busy crooning love songs to care about that.
I watch in amazement as he catches her time after time.
Daring to love her, because he is Romeo, gallant and sublime.
She gets away, but is readily replaced with a frisky skunk girl.
They kiss in the moonlight, as his love, he doth slowly unfurl.
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