by Tara Tyler
Punxsutawny Phil
Oh, Punxsutawny Phil
Come on outside
From your home in the hill.
Punxsutawny Phil
Oh, Punxsutawny Phil
We know it's so cold in the mornin.
Come up from your bed,
Poke out your little head.
Face up to the skies,
Rub your little eyes.
Look around for me.
Tell us what you see...
"NO SHADOW! Early Spring! Happy?!"
Ugh! 6 more weeks of winter? Double ugh. ***waves***
ReplyDeletesorry about that - he didn't see his shadow with all the snow! had to update it!
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