There once was a skunk
His name was Monk
He was shy around people
But to the girl skunks
He was a hunk.
He went about his day
Living come what may
His plan was to take
All the land that came his way.
You may not see him take the land
But you will know he has been there
Because Monk the skunk
Stunk.
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