MID-WINTER SNACKING

MID-WINTER SNACKING

by Jonathan Caswell

Repeated winter warm spells

Have brought out significant smells…

The neighborhood skunks

Come out from tree trunks

Or wherever a sleeping skunk dwells.

I sniffed their perfume tonight…

The source was out of sight,

Industrial intakes

For air, goodness sakes,

Can fill up quick with skunky spite.

Awakened, a skunk wants to eat,

So he listens for a nice crunchy treat

If a neighbor would stray

Into sight, “let us spray”,

That’s why winter air smells so “sweet”.