THE BALLAD OF THE BALD HEDGEHOG
Have you ever heard the tale
about the hedgehog with no spikes,
such a sweet little boy
who all the other’s didn’t like?
A case of alopecia,
there was nothing they could do,
such a sad little hedgehog
who cried and cried, “Boo-Hoo”.
But soon the lad grew older,
he wanted to look more lush
so onto his back he tied himself
a little scrubbing brush.
His friends, well they just laughed at him
and bullied him all the more,
until one day, he’d had enough
and walked out through the door.
For years not much was heard of him,
his mother, she did fret
for she’d heard about the busy roads
and trouble, in which, he could get.
But life had turned out fine for him
and soon he’d found a place
where he could earn a little living
and put smiles on many a face.
Within the railway station
with his brush upon his back,
a jumping and a jiggling till
the queue would start to clap.
People travelled from miles around
just to come and watch the show,
their trips no longer boring
they would leave with faces aglow.
But what’s the hedgehog doing
to make the people come to see?
What makes them laugh and cheer
and fills their hearts with so much glee?
You’ve never seen a shoe shine stall
with such a special knack,
for the owner was a dancing hedgehog
with a brush upon his back!
Written by Darren Scanlon, 3rd January 2014
Revised 26th August 2015.
Artwork by Angie Caira.
© 2015 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.