Marvin The Porcupine

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2 years ago

Marvin is starving he's a porcupine hurt his leg last week in an old pine, Climbed high like these rodents can to get away from the scent of Man.

He's new world so smaller in stature than his Southern old world cousins, And he's scouting for clover and twigs green plants and fruit by the dozens.

Marvin needs food he's been real ill he forages at night when all is still, He eats bark, roots, berries, farm crops and keeps on going he rarely stops.

If agitated his dangerous quills go up and his body can be made to shiver, Then his teeth start to cre noise to send any predator all of a quiver.

Marvin has hollow quills at the back and they make a sound as if to attack, If stressed and pressed he'll emit a stink to make the wisest wrong do-er think.

At home he's dad to two porcupettes whose soft hair has hardened in days, Now they bare the cutest little spines for which he'll have the highest praise.

Marvin's a rodent who has a long life who's very careful when loving his wife, In Western culture he's not food to us but in Kenya or Vietnam he's a fat plus.

You know it's a wonder to me always I never really thought on porcupines, Mainly night time creatures so weird feared for the display of vicious spines.

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