You will recall the hedgehog I brought in,
And how all night it fidgeted about.
Long years will pass, some meager, some abundant,
Like winter snows across your window's screen.
Forget my name, forget my voice, my words,
Remember just the Summer's end a-riding,
The gathering rain, and how a weirdo rhymer
At night your hands was kissing at your door...
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