Snacks by the Cliffs
Flint sits by the tall cliffs.
He sniffs and shrugs.
Flint checks his box of snacks.
He spots two small franks and a bag of chips.
A skunk sits by Flint.
The skunk brings a bag of crusts.
"My snacks smell!" says the skunk.
"I have some snacks!" says Flint.
Flint hands the skunk a chip.
The skunk licks the chip, then smacks his lips.
"Thanks!" says the skunk.
