Tag: Hedgehog

  • O buzzwords

    Ae bricht an’ bonnie nicht, near Lunnon toon, A hedgehog roamed, sae far frae Scottish groon’; He cam’ upon a fair, sae rare an’ grand, Wi’ beasties gathered frae ilk foreign land. Wi’ bated breath, they spak o’ change an’ mair, A future fu’ o’ promise in the air; Yet, as our hero listened weel,…

  • Secret Pleasures

    In bonnie woods o’ Scotland fair, A tale o’ friendship I’ll declare, Betwixt a hedgehog, unco rare, And bunny, sprightly, full o’ care. Upon a day o’ sun and cheer, The bunny whispered in hedgehog’s ear, “Come, dear friend, I hae news to share, O’ wonders growing in my lair.” The bunny lass, wi’ eyes…

  • A cat in a hat

    In yon glen, whaur trees do stand, A feline bade, sae fine and grand; He wore a hat upon his crown, A sight that made the squirrels frown. It cam’ to pass, as leaves did fa’, The cat in hat, a bonnie aw’; The squirrel tauld her bairns sae dear, “This cat is wise, aye,…

  • The hedgehog’s flight

    In yonder glen, whaur moonbeams gleam, A hedgehog dreamt a wondrous dream, He spied the sky, so vast and blue, An’ longed tae fly, as birdies do. Wi’ fur sae dark an’ prickles stiff, His heart did beat, an’ spirits lift, He gazed aloft, as clouds did flee, An’ yearned tae sair, tae be so…

  • The Hedgehog Berry

    In yonder glen o’ bounteous woods, A Fruit Festival held by the broods, Wi’ critters gatherin’ far an’ near, Tae celebrate the harvest cheer. A squirrel cam’ wi’ nutty fare, An’ bunnies brocht their carrot rare, Wi’ wild strawberries for a treat, For such a feast they all did meet. But in the thrang, a…

  • Phorever

    In yon green forest, where the leaves do quiver, A tale was tauld, and that will I deliver, O’ a hedgehog so clever, sae wily and keen, And a bunny, sae bonnie, sae bonnie and sheen. Upon a fine day, while the sun did beam, The creatures conspired to engage in a scheme, A contest…

  • Life’s Sweet Sin

    In yon green woods, where hedgehogs roam, Whaur thistles grow, and briars entwine, A prickly chap, he called it home, Wi’ fur sae coarse, yet heart sae fine. His cravings strong for foreign fruit, Ane taste he longed, sae sweet and rare, A pineapple, exotic loot, Nae found in woods, nor growing there. Ae day,…