His name was porky
And he had no quills
His mom hated him
His dad beat him
They called him freak
idiot
retard
In there eyes he was deformed
They Were His Parents
and yet he had no family
His name was porky
and he had no quills
His peers preened
and flashed
their spiny plumage
Trying to impress
With their rolls of quills
His name was porky
and he had no quills
So he rolled quills of another kind
The white quills
That realeased him
Brought him high in the sky where the time flies by and no one looked twice at a porcupine without a spine as long as you pass the blunt and keep drinking the wine
Because porky was with the birds
His name was porky
and he had no quills
but gues what
he no longer cared for
He had found his
Refuge





and OMFG this was hard
lol
my topic was pretty much
a depressed porcupine that has no quills and have
developed a weed addicted and its gonna be in the category of
inspirational