Bristling Billy The Porcupine, A Person That Nobody Liked, Sinking A Shaft On An Ant-Bed Mine, Came On A Burrowing Lizard'S Line, And The Lizard Was Badly Spiked. "You're A Blundering Fool," Said The Snake'S Half-Brother, And That Was How One Thing Led To Another. Weary Willie The Wombat King Said He Was Champion Excavator; But The Bristler Said, "You Ain'T No Such Thing; You Couldn't Dig Up A New Pertater!" So A Match Was Made On Their Mining Skill, Bristling Billy And Weary Will. Both Of The Creatures Were Stout As Steel, With Knife-Like Claws That Could Dig For Ever. The Wombat Dug With The Greater Zeal, But He Hadn't The Style Or The Action Clever Of Bristling Billy, Who Looked A Winner Till He Struck Some Ants, And He Stopped For Dinner. Down Where The Ants Had Hid Their Young Underground In A Secret Tunnel, Scooping Them Up With His Sticky Tongue Into His Mouth That Was Like A Funnel: "Why Should I Dig For Your Wagers Scanty," Said He, "When I'm Feeling So Full And Ant-Y?" A Kangaroo Who Has Lost His Cash Was Wild At This Most Absurd Come-Uppance. "Now Listen, You Poor Ant-Eating Trash, I'd Give You A Kick In The Ribs For Twopence!" "Well, When I've Finished With This Here Diet," Said Bristling Billy, "You Come And Try It." Bristling Billy The Porcupine, A Person That Nobody Likes, Wanders Away On His Lonely Line, Rattles His Fearful Spikes. Says He, "There'S None Of You Long-Haired Squibs Is Game To Give Me A Kick In The Ribs."