Sweetheart and I were strolling down a narrow country path one day.
We startled a couple of skunks along the way.
I was looking forward to one of sweetheart's special body rubs.
But ended up in a tomato juice filled tub.
One thing I learned as the sunset fell.
It takes forever to get rid of a skunk's smell.

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