Friday, February 3, 2023

Ode to the Hog of Grounding

 


On Groundhog Day, the rodent sees
His shadow on the ground then flees
Back to his burrow, safe and sound,
And so Winter hangs around.
 
(Or is it SHE? Die Deitsche say
GrundSAUsdag all on that day.)
 
Hence, the paradox. O'ercast skies
Cast no shadows when rodents rise;
And so announce the coming spring
With all the pleasures rodents bring.
 
Burma Shave!

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