# Quillhog

Author: Quillhog
Tags: Canine, Dog, Poem, Poetry, Porcupine, Rodent

#2 of Poetry

Just a bit of fun. Written 2016.

Once upon a bit of never  
There was a canine that thought himself clever  
He decided to spend his idle time  
Befriending a lonely porcupine  
The rodent sat in his cozy den  
Writing on paper with his quill pen  
The puppy tried to start to play  
But the porcupine just wrote away

Whatcha doing; is it fun?  
Why don'tcha come out, then we can run  
I like to bark and roll and jump  
Don't just sit there like a hairy lump  
We can play in the soft, green grass  
So come on out and get off your  
Hey, whatcha got there, looks like a stick  
I thought it was hair, but it's kinda thick  
Is it magic, making those marks  
I've seen those things outside parks  
If we were there you could throw that thing  
And I could run after it and bring  
Or hey, lemme give it a smell  
And of course I'll taste it as well  
And I can chew it up, you see  
So then it'll smell just like me  
And you'll always know that it's mine  
What do you think friend porcupine?  
Chewing's a basic canine habit  
Come on now, just let me have it  
You prickly pig, I won't ask again  
I'm not leaving until you give in  
I'll wait steadfast all day long  
Dogs are known for standing strong  
Doesn't matter if it starts snowing  
Hey Mr Squirrel, where ya going  
That's a fluffy tail, can I have a smell  
Of course I'll have to taste it as well

The porcupine sighed, "Such a silly dog.  
You can't have my pen, I'm a quill hog."

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/yndlP57n
Part of the series Poetry
Previous: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1260446-what-s-with-the-tail.md
Next: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1260654-prickly-attitude.md