

The Hedgehog
Where gnarly hedgeroots twine around,
A little animal I've found;
It has no feet, it has no head,
but pins are everywhere instead.
I'd like to stroke it very much,
But it's so thorny to the touch
I'll have to leave it in the sun,
The little sleepy, prickly one!

I read a story ages since,
That told about a fairy prince,
Who had to wear a hedgehog shell
Until a Princess broke the spell.
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