Ons Heyhoge
Posted: 25 Jul 2018, 11:22
He lurkes in the dark
frequents the hedgerow
comes out at night to scavenge.
Men say he is furtive,
pig-like in his features,
eats animals alive.
If you should touch him
he is sure to wound
with a spike.
He runs riot when the moon is full,
digs up the lawn, ruts in the open
for any to see.
We don't find him repulsive
we are quite fond of him,
wait for him to arrive
at ten from the bushes
to see him slurp, grunt
and crunch his way through
cat biscuits and drink tea
from a saucer my lady
has put out.
I will make him a hutch,
insulate for warmth,
fill with dry leaves
and sweet smelling wood
shavings for his winter retreat.
We wonder if he knows
we are benign, full
of admiration of his
escapades, ons Heyhoge.
frequents the hedgerow
comes out at night to scavenge.
Men say he is furtive,
pig-like in his features,
eats animals alive.
If you should touch him
he is sure to wound
with a spike.
He runs riot when the moon is full,
digs up the lawn, ruts in the open
for any to see.
We don't find him repulsive
we are quite fond of him,
wait for him to arrive
at ten from the bushes
to see him slurp, grunt
and crunch his way through
cat biscuits and drink tea
from a saucer my lady
has put out.
I will make him a hutch,
insulate for warmth,
fill with dry leaves
and sweet smelling wood
shavings for his winter retreat.
We wonder if he knows
we are benign, full
of admiration of his
escapades, ons Heyhoge.