theres a little hedgehog as cute as cute can be
he lives in my garden a lovely chap is he.
he comes out at night so he can have a play
when the dawn returns he sleeps the day away.
then at winter time and it begins to snow
into his hibernation the little chap will go.
waiting for the spring and sun begin to soar
hedgehog will return and roam around once more
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