Jimmy and Freddy

Sitting in an old, oak tree, Jimmy sat and as he did,

An old skunk, stood beneath that tree, known to many, as Freddy.

“Ma!” Jimmy cried.

Freddy just dug him a hole and lay there, without a care in the world.

Taking out his trusty sling-shot Jimmy reached for an acorn, aimed it at Freddy…but he lost his balance, and came tumbling out of that tree.

Freddy and Jimmy shocked to see, the predicament they were in…Jimmy jumped up but before he could run, Freddy let one fly~

Running to the creek nearby, Jimmy dove headfirst screaming!

Why he let out a cry so loud you could hear him in the next county…

That old skunk scurried off and was never seen again.

“JIMMY!” Ma yelled! “I knew that ole-polecat would get you before long! Don’t let the door hit cha where the good Lord, split ya!”

Ma could smell, what Freddy had delt that day…heck the whole town could smell it!

Jimmy declared, “I’ll never climb another tree…if I live to be ninety-three!

The moral of the story is this, keep your slingshot in your pants, or you’ll find yourself in a creek, smelling like a skunk named, Freddy!

Marla Shaw O’Neill June 5, 2025