I wonder--Sir--
Do you have many friends?
How do you greet a visitor?
Should you shake my hand--
Would I not be offended?

I can't perceive you to be
Altogether wicked--
It's just that
You appear this way
With all your pointy ends.

Well, it's clear--
We cannot sit and chat
But, a thought just now--Sir--
You could be kind
And present to me
A quill for my souvenir--

You Poor Porcupine!