Hedgehog Poems - Poems about Hedgehog

Henry Harry Harold Hubert Hedgehog

Henry Harry Harold Hubert Hedgehog he
Rolls himself into a prickly ball, let’s let him be
When predators come to annoy, torment or play
His prickly thorns discourage them to go far away

rockstar hedgehog

Rock star hedgehog rocked the world of New York with his guitar.
He had gigs lined up from sixth Madison to the Village, place named Garr.
When he began to rock out, the crowd went nuts and screamed along.
There was so much intense screaming, I never understood the song.

sun warms up hedgehog

The hedgehog is so loving, so giving and so nice.
His toes are truly cold, they feel a bit like ice.
Sun hears the complimentary comments and warms hedgehog up.
Anyone this marvelous, should be enjoying their slumber after sup.

The Peeping Hedgehog

The peeping hedgehog scared the willies out of the maid
She ran from the room screaming, after hearing the window shade
I don’t know what it is, maybe a beaver or a bear she yelled out.
We could hear her six minutes later, giving another annoying shout.

At least I got rid of her, the peeping hedgehog said, amused.
I

O Hedgehog!

Hedgehog, O hedgehog
dear spiny, meek and mousy poppet.
In England
where the tickly grass grows
greener
we galumph in our rubber boots
up to your little
Hobbit nests
beneath the thorny bushes
were you rests.

We the ever scampy
nippers
fill tin cups with wriggly worms
leave then there
by your dinky
mossy dells.

All the pricky hogs
come from near and nearer,
to snuff and gobble
by the brittle briery
and eat their

Assume Nothing of Storms

For an hour
Cicadas saw at the early August evening
While thunder purrs as kittens
In the yarn of dark clouds balled up out west over Ionia County

Trees prepare their umbrellas
The Tigers on TV swing away in the 3rd inning
A good book in hand

Then out of hand
A den of lions-wind roars outside our patio window
Devours the screens
I jump

Hedgehog Loves Her Floral Hat

Hedgehog loves her floral hat
It’s one of a kind said the Dracula bat.
I ducked my head as he swooped down.
This red-eyed wonder sometimes lands on a crown.

The hat is marvelous, the bat told me.
I saw it yesterday while we drank tea.
I wanted to see it but had no idea where the hedgehog was.
Follow us! Said

Meeting a Hedgehog

She is feeding her hedgehog a dandelion brew.
We do not interrupt her until she is through.
How does he like it? We ask as he slurps.
See for yourself she says, as he gives some loud burps.

Persnickety hedgehog says, “Why don’t you ask me yourself?”
I scoot myself a bit farther back on the oak limb’s magical shelf.
Don’t

What About This Song Idea

I know this might sound kind of wrong
But I am making up a ditty of a cute little song
About how hedgehog loves his smelly patchouli bong
How can I distribute it to this hippie throng?

Hedgehog is a private guy, I said.
You might be messing with his head.
I would write a song about myself instead.
Maybe about how

Surprising Grandpa Hedgehog

It was November first, Hedgehog Grandpa’s birthday.
"We’ve got to be going!" Mom was yelling that day.
The one that was keeping us back was brother Gay.
A slow poke again, on that cool Saturday.

"I am leaving now." The voice was loud, from Dad.
"I am right behind you!" I yelled. My name is Thad.
My mother was holding a

Girly Hedgehog Stuck On Herself

Girly hedgehog is so feminine and fine
She should have suiters falling down in a line
My hair is perfect, my smile is a delight
What is wrong with these boys? They simply aren’t right!

Maybe you are too perfect, a butterfly suggests.
I agree! Throws in a wise robin from her perch on her nest.
You mean I am too

Rhubarb My Hedgehog

I just saw a little beast outside!
I think he has scurried off to hide!
Is he a little chubby with a pretty face?
That’s Rhubarb my hedgehog, he has such grace.

You mean you are feeding this rodent creature?
I surely am, he is like watching a double feature.
He’s funny and sassy and he scurries with attitude.
I love everything

Hedgehog Liibrarian

Hedgehog librarian had a following of sixty-seven hundred strong.
She loved teaching library skills, she had been at it hard and long.
How old do you think she is? Someone asked, politically wrong.
No idea, but she tells a wild story about pirates, witches and King Kong.

Hot Hedgehog

As hedgehogs we don’t get much work and thus get little pay
And that’s a shame because it’s grandma’s ninety eighth today
We can’t afford a birthday cake the shops charge quite a toll
But the baker’s just threw out a slightly stale Swiss roll

What a stroke of luck I thought, all I need now is candles
But then

Sol

heat blankets the earth
	simple self-preservation ~
		prickly hedgehog ball

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