The Porcupine

Any hound a porcupine nudges
Can't be blamed for harboring grudges.
I know one hound that laughed all winter
At a porcupine that sat on a splinter.

by Ogden Nash

Comments (3)

Very lovely poem, Rachel. Well done.
this, poem is beautiful, so soft and sweet
I love this poem. Its a lot of what i can relate to. Good work. =]