The Porcupine

I the porcupine warn you,
for your information a prickly
sensation
we live in the ground there we
are found we are almost round
but you can here no sound
don’t try to bounce us at all
or else we will stick you in
the eye ball we don’t need to
be quick we will give you a stick
give us a wave not a hug
Yours truly,
The Porcupine