A Hibernating Hedgehog by Martin Honeysett

A hibernating hedgehog,

Woke up to greet the spring,

He’d set the alarm for half-past May,

But he hadn’t heard it ring.

In fact he’d gone and overslept,

A silly thing to do,

Not only had he missed the spring,

He’d missed the summer too.

by Martin Honeysett

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