The Porcupine Poem by M.L. Squier

The Porcupine



The Porcupine

Is not Soft Like

A Purring Feline

Nor Smooth and Shiny

Like a Brand-new Dime.

A Porcupine's Quill

Will Puncture the Thrill

Of Someone Who Wants to Feel

Its Sharp and Thorny Body.

The Best Time to See a Porcupine

Is When its Body is Quite Supine.

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