January 20, 2019 by petrujviljoen
skunk, hung by its tail on barbed wire,
contorting, churning as if on fire.
In panic and fear it turned on itself,
while spitting, snarling, it ignored the skelf
embedded in its jaw, soon it’ll bleed.
The skunk was put there to see what it’ll do.
Those who are smirking has booked a ring seat,
lots have been drawn while some began to boo
Motive? The man must’ve been cowed.
Been told he’s unwelcome. By a woman!
He ordered together a rent-a-crowd
not knowing he proved to be inhuman.
the crowd didn’t know they’ve also been played
a mere show, a joke, while the skunk was flayed.
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