Joel had to write a poem about an animal for tomorrow's Literature Class. Here is what he wrote:
The Skunk
By Joel
Your coat, most so, is black as night,
With fearful stripe of white so bright,
You have no need to run or fight,
For men will run for stink or sight.
Your frightful smell,
No soap can repel,
Tomato juice lone,
Can to this stink rebel,
Do the bugs you eat
Make your form smell and reek?
Can man or beast stand
When the stink reaches peak?
You’re sometimes bred as pets,
Otherwise known as pests,
Your odor at best,
Puts a sense to the test.
You’ll never be eaten,
Or in fight be beaten,
Above all the rest,
With sin’s curse, you’ve been blessed.
Cultivating Faith in God’s Garden
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