Armadillo On My Pillow

I found an armadillo on my pillow he was light as a feather on a willow What was he doing on my pillow? this rolly tiny stub of no real kilo this roundy little sweety ditto that was made of coco & oreo ? He was waiting for a morning hello but as the sun began to billow he would melt right on my pillow So I just placed him in the fridgeo where he could live another dayo Now isn't that a glorious wayo to treat an armadillo on a pillow now isn't that a glorious wayo to have a friend name Shiloh...