Weird Wednesday: Not in Wonderland, Part XII

As Alice trudged along, what next she met
She smelled before she saw: A desert skunk?
She held her snakeskin to her face to get
The stench out of her nose as, with a clunk
The creature climbed from its lair, once a truck.
Its body rabbit-like, it still bore stripes
And scent-glands. Alice cursed her rotten luck
But did her very best to be polite,
For night was falling, and she soon would need
Some shelter. "I suppose you'd like to share
My quarters while I'm out?" "Uh, yes indeed..."
"I'm back at dawn. Begone by then, and spare
Attempts to say it's nice. You're 'bout half-dead.
Get in, stretch out, and rest your foolish head.'