Limerick Poems About Skunk | Skunk Limerick Poems
Poem Details | by Jan Allison |
Categories: humorous,

Nissed As a Pewt

He's drunk as a skunk on St Patrick’s Day Too much Guinness stopped him getting a lay For he had brewers droop So he had to regroup He’ll have to wait for a roll in the hay 17th March 2015

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Poem Details | by Vince Suzadail Jr. |
Categories: funny,


A glass of milk is something I fear
Please do not pour me a glass my dear
You'll be mad as a skunk
When I'm coming home drunk
But to tell you the truth I like beer.

Poem Details | by Theresa Cw |
Categories: fun, nonsense,

A Chipmunk

A Chipmunk

Alvin the chipmunk
Dressed like a rock punk
Got not
Tie dot
Sure smelled like a skunk

Written: Dec.6,2015

Poem Details | by Larry Belt |
Categories: funny

Pepe' Le Pew

While poking around in an old tree trunk
I came nose to nose with a stinky skunk
He suddenly raised his tail
Twas' such a horrible smell
For my wife said that I stink, stank, and stunk

Poem Details | by Arthur Vaso |
Categories: anti bullying, art, christian, dog, funeral,

Socrates and His Ouzo

There was a man named Freddie
he'd beat is wife ever steady
a self centered drunk
he was a scum and a skunk
the judge made sure his cell was ready

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: humorous,

Limerick: Once a Ticket-Puncher Got Dead Drunk

Limerick : Once a Ticket-Puncher got dead drunk

Once a Ticket-Puncher got dead drunk
Punched everyone he called « Bloody Skunk ! »
Sentenced to punch in ring
Minus his wedding ring
Now his wife’s punched drunk by a starved Monk.

© TWignesan – Paris,  2013

Poem Details | by Paul Callus |
Categories: drink, green,

Paddy In Green

There was a man named Paddy Maclean
Who resembled a fat runner bean.
With his mates he got drunk
Then brought up...and he stunk
Like a skunk who was dressed all in green.


Contest: Anything Green 
Sponsor: Skat A
Placed 3rd

Poem Details | by Jan Allison |
Categories: humorous,

'eau Da' Error

He bought his wife fake Chanel Number Five It smelled like a skunk - no longer alive! Just one whiff and he knew Eau de ‘Pepe la Pew’ From clenched fists he would have to duck and dive! 20th May 2015

Poem Details | by T Wignesan |
Categories: uplifting,

Limerick: Once An Uppity Lady In Freeze

Limerick: Once an uppity Lady from Freeze

Once an uppity Lady in Freeze
Bought a thousand three-hundred shoe-trees.
She had only two feet
Under her buckling meat.
People ate skunk cabbage soles to grease.

© TWignesan – Paris, 2013

Poem Details | by Jan Allison |
Categories: celebration, drink, humorous,

St Patrick's Day Disaster

Old Paddy supped ten pints of ale Now drunk as a skunk, he turned pale He slewed to the right Got into a fight Now Paddy’s residing in jail! 03~14~17

Poem Details | by Amy Frazey |
Categories: animals, funny


There once was a skunk in my yard,
And although I'm no bard,
I'll tell you the story,
of how I won glory,
As soon as my door is unbarred.

Poem Details | by Barbara Gorelick |
Categories: funny

Oh the Smell

There once was an elephant's trunk
That accidentally encountered a skunk
He sneezed 40 times
Til he rang his own chimes
Then cried cause he knew how he stunk

Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: sports,

Sports Query

The wife was as drunk as a skunk
When she bumped into a young punk
Before he knew it
She simply blew it
Is that what they call a "Slam Dunk"?

Poem Details | by Linda Alice Fowler |
Categories: animal, funny, giggle, grandmother, humorous, silly,


My grandma once de-skunked a skunk
for reasons I still have not thunk
	she knew what to do
	without a pee yew
and never the stale air did stunk

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: animal, humorous, senses,

To Be a Skunk

How would you like to be a skunk?
And told day and night that you stunk?
   I wouldn't object
   Or change the subject
That awful smell is just something I thunk

Poem Details | by Mark Koplin |
Categories: funny,

Stinky Pete

There once was a pup named Pete
Fresh off of his Mama’s teet
First day off his lead
He found some skunk weed 
Now he smells like butt and feet

Poem Details | by Panagiota Romios |
Categories: humor,

Ditzy Drunk Driveress Limerick

        Suzette, alas,so drunk at the bar.
        Decided to drive home in her car 
        Oops, ran over a skunk.
        Heavens it really stunk.
        Out of her car, she studied stars.


Poem Details | by Rico Leffanta |
Categories: humor,

Fryer Tuck

There once was a monk named Cur Plunk
Who frequently strayed from his bunk
He claimed he was drunk
And stunk like a skunk
'til his hunk of a trunk had shrunk

Poem Details | by Daisy Ward |
Categories: humor,

Baby Skunk

The baby skunk was so sad
Because his scent made people mad
So, he sat in a pond
A good fairy waved her wand
Suddenly he stopped smelling bad

Poem Details | by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: 3rd grade, 4th grade, 5th grade, 6th grade, 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade,

Polecat and a Skunk

A polecat and a skunk met one day.
And why are you here? They both did say.
Knowing not of zoos,
They worked out in two’s,
And became best friends in every way.

Poem Details | by Pat Adams |
Categories: animal, confusion, fantasy, humor,

Skunks In Bombay

Skunks have religious sanctum in Bombay
Protected from hunting both night and day
Skunk whisper was good
But misunderstood
When in skunk language they said, "Let us spray!"

Poem Details | by Caren Krutsinger |
Categories: 7th grade, 8th grade, 9th grade,

Leroy Dresses Up Now

LeRoy had never been squeamish, fastidious or fussy,
He always dressed quite casually, his hair sometimes rather mussy.
But that all changed one day
On the 16th of May
When he was bitten by a neighbor’s rabid skunk named Gussy

Poem Details | by Linda Alice Fowler |
Categories: animal, emotions, funny, humorous, sad love, senses, silly,

Stripe of a Different Color

there once was a skunk named Pepé Le Pew
when he came near, well, everyone knew
	Penelope, his chérie
	to her, he was smelly
odorous advances met pooh pooh!

Poem Details | by Charles Messina |
Categories: humor,

Ober Time

I once met a man who claimed he was sober 
At a beer drinking party, late October 
He was as drunk as a skunk 
He fell down and yelled- Ca 'plunk! 
Thought it best I called him an Ober