One of my dear friends, Privet the hedgehog has passed on to the great beyond. An old friend, his ward for these years is surely in mourning. Privet, Bill, my condolences. I have written ye both something to ease this passing. May Charon look kindly upon this wee, spikey critter...
Ode to Privet
Privet, how thee are a warm spring day
Privet, how much like warm rain in may
Dearest hog of the hedge variety
Eternally vigilant in your sleepy piety
From Heaven's great big orange ball
The Cherubs carried you to us all
Bequeathed unto Bill, your noble guide
He Enshrined thee in glass, plastic, and pride
Roll Privet Roll, through Elysium Fields!
We'll miss you dear hedgehog, it's been real
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Also another meme in the never-ending stream of them, filched from
lady_isz. It's a weird one, some of the answers are... insufficient. ;)
Take the quiz:
"What Kind of Soul Do You Retain?"
Dark
You haven't lived an all-so-ahppy life, and it's taken it's toll. Malice and cynicsm rotate around all your thoughts, and you are always prepared for the worst.