One evening (a tiny bit drunk)
My room-mate befriended a skunk.
When I voiced my regret
He said ‘Don’t be upset,
She’ll be safe on the uppermost bunk.’

Preachers urge us to find the best in our fellows, and not jump to the lazy conclusion that ‘there’s no smoke without fire’. Yet it’s hard to believe, in the present instance, that the room-mate’s intentions are, in the long term, Platonic. ‘O perilous fire that in the bed-straw bredeth’, as our great poet observed.