Two little skunks by the roadside sat
As an automobile whizzed by.
It left an odor far from good
And the tears stood in one's eye.
'Oh why do you weep,' asked the other one,
'Why do you sit and quake?'
'Because,' replied the lonely one,
'It smells like Mother used to make.'
Quoted by Granddad Daus from ~1910
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