One fine sunny night a precarious porcupine was on the move. The intimidated sun had to follow his order. Although, he was paid for his overtime, it was a bit too much for him. The adamant exhibition-of-thorns was confident. He oozed out optimism. He has waited and persisted through the vacant vintages. Fate finally blesses him and his quench thrusts him towards his prey.
The bunny was adorable but easily tempted, quite similar to the lady featuring in Led Zepp's stairway to heaven. The horrendous cur waited at the end of the causeway, unaware of the porcupine. The bunny was on the move. A gap of five minutes which rounds up to about 50 bunny-steps. In comes the porcupine with the sun stealing the darkness of the causeway at the dead of night.
The fight began. The bunny was perplexed and was inept in taking a firm step. The cur had his beastly charm and two years of fellowship. The porcupine's trump card was the wrath of the mighty star.
The first segment of the fight was easily won over by the porcupine. Three direct darts. A headbutt and two deadly punches. The cur had to retreat. He had not yet finished. The jubilant porcupine was nearing his ex-foe. A sudden hit of mighty claws. The cur was back on track.
What followed is not certain. Some say that the porcupine, aided by the bunny vanquished the cur. Some complains of the contrary. Some spend their precious hours searching for the rest of the myth and some dont bother.
