Tumbling Class

When gazing through
my looking glass
I saw what seemed
a tumbling class
of ten cartwheeling
cat-like varmints,
dressed in spandex
work-out garments.
As I got close,
I smelled this funk
and sure enough,
a startled skunk
cartwheeled away
to tell the others
but then that band
of furry brothers
asked with such a
happy zeal
if I’d like to learn
to cartwheel?
It’s good for some
but why the fuss?
It’s dangerous
for most of us.
Furthermore,
I couldn’t stay
‘cuz I can’t stand
their funky spray.