Prickly Guys
- Hannah L
- 1 day ago
- 1 min read
In the desert so dry, where the sun shines bright
Lived a cactus named Spike, what a funny sight!
He’d brag to the flowers, “I thrive on blue skies
While you need your water – what weak little guys!”
But one day, a raincloud let out a loud cheer
And Spike started sweating – Oh dear, oh dear!
He danced in the drizzle, with joy loud and clear
“Forget all my bragging! I love this right here!”
Then the flowers all chuckled, as they bloomed with delight
“Dear Spike, don’t get used to this – it’s rare, not your plight!
You’re the king of the dry, and we’ve got your back
But don’t let that water give you a heart attack!”
Remember, friends, when the water comes in
Even cacti need laughs, let the fun times begin!
For sometimes we all need a little refresh
But being a prickly guy? You must always enmesh!
I'm obsessed with Cactuses. When I feel like I want a cigarette, which happens often still, (This was written on 08/25/2024- 535 days without a cigarette!) I buy a cactus instead. I tend to kill plants, but I haven't killed a cactus yet. I have 9 of them so far. :) Much cheaper and healthier than that pack of smokes I almost bought. ;) You could also say that my current, "Fixation" are cactuses.

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