Hedge Hog
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James McLain
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Behind the hedges sleeps a hog;
Vocal as it tries to communicate.
The eyes ingorged and red.
Hidden under a cloud of dirt, it sleeps.
Beneeth the moon and round the cave.
It's other one.
Puffy the hood comes out and up it blinks.
Is it afraid of you and puffing more it swells.
As It backs in and out of it's deep hole.
Pushing monds of dirt around.
Lunging forth with all it's spines erect.
And liking you too it foams at the mouth.
Flirting; and it is you Self - Anointed.
Being diurnal your hedgehog is.
Still just your pet and alive in it.
Behind the hedges sleeps a hog.
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