The Hedgehog
by Edith King
The hedgehog is a little beast
Who likes a quiet wood,
Where he can feed his family
On proper hedgehog food.
He has a funny little snout
That's rather like a pig's,
With which he smells, like us, of course,
But also runts and digs.
Who likes a quiet wood,
Where he can feed his family
On proper hedgehog food.
He has a funny little snout
That's rather like a pig's,
With which he smells, like us, of course,
But also runts and digs.
He wears the queerest prickle coat,
Instead of hair or fur,
And only has to curl himself
To bristle like a burr.
He does not need to battle with
Or run away from foes,
His coat does all the work for him,
It pricks them on the nose.
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