Sunday, July 24, 2011

A Skunk Sat in a Courtroom

by Jack Prelusky





A skunk sat in a courtroom.
A judge was on the bench.
He held his nose and shouted,
"What is that dreadful stench?"




"It's only me, Your Honor,"
the skunk said in retort.
"I thought I heard you calling
for odor in the court."


Skunky charms are here and here.




This is Schmedley.  He dines nightly Chez Cornerstoregoddess.

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