It isn’t any biggie--
if you’re feeling kind of wiggy,
do the angry kind of jiggy
like the wild hedgies do!
Stopping them is folly
as they jig amidst the holly,
yes, they jig and yell “You Molly!
Oh you Wild Molly, you!”
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Lydia O.
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July 10, 2006 Hedgie Jig (poem)
July 06, 2007 05:01 PM EDT
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It isn’t any biggie-- if you’re feeling kind of wiggy, do the angry kind of jiggy like the wild hedgies do! Stopping them is folly as they jig amidst the holly, yes, they jig and yell “You Molly! Oh you Wild Molly, you!”
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Comments: 19
You know, it reminds me of Sandra Boynton's books for small children -- the one where you count hippos springs to mind, even if its title doesn't.
I can hear a banjo behind it in my head!
I love that hedgehogs have their own jig. Now I think I might see if this fits with a fiddle tune -- wouldn't that be cool?
They really are a screa-um
The hed-gie family!!
Damn you nippy, I'm stuck on it now.
And that's right, Jody, you put the blame *right* where it belongs, squaaare on Nippy, uh-huh.... :)
Melissa, you tell her she's absolutely right!--which means she needs to get sillier as fast as she can, we silly ones live to be old, old.... ;)
Ten unsolicited points from the world's worst connection. Merry whatever you celebrate!