I Must Hurry Up and Wait

Punxsutawney Phil thats what the humans call me but all the hedge hogs call me Harry I wish the humans would have call me something simple.
The humans make a big deal out of one day a year my only day of work for the year.
I have to hurry up hurry up Harry you have to get up! Well I am push out of the box 
and in thru tunnel to run a if I stop well I hear all the humans yell Punxsutawney Phil
where are you until I have to come out and if I see my shadow well we all know what 
that means. The humans will be disappointed for a few more weeks but if I don't the cheer so my job is done either way.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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