Porcupine The thing about the porcupine, He has no pork. He has no pine, He does have quills, these long thin spikes, That no one but the porcupine likes, He'll use then when he's in a mood, (Like when you're loud mean or rude.) They won't feel good. They'll make you pout, They go in quick. They won't come out, So if a porcupine is present, Make sure that you are nice and pleasant.

Lion I am writing these #poems, From inside a lion, And it's rather dark in here, So please excuse the handwriting, Which may not be too clear. But this afternoon by the lion's cage I'm afraid I got too near, And I'm writing these lines, From inside a lion, And it's rather dark in here.

Bugs If it can fly, It should die

Spellcheck. Another Random #poem #life's too short to spellcheck... People get the message, And it causes are laugh... ...and to make another smile Is prehaps the best thing in #life to do!!! (Did you realise?)

Random #poem Too often we underestimate, The power of touch, a smile, A kind word, a listening ear, An honest compliment, Or the smallest act of caring, All of which have the potential, To turn a #life around