He's a cuddly little fellow,
Eyes of black or green or yellow.
Don't you be afraid of his spines,
Gentler by far than porcupines.
Endearing creature for a pet;
His antics you will not forget.
Once you invite this darling home,
Glad you will be to never roam.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think that little guy's name is Norman. I'm not sure why. : -)
I guess that is as good a name for him as any. Thanks for commenting, Kelly.