Punxsutawney Phil
Oh yes! Groundhog’s Day is here once again.
Here is our forecaster, he is not thin.
Punxsutawney Phil,
They gave him his pill.
Everyone says he is one of their kin.
We all wait breathlessly, is it a win?
I’m cuddling hard with Evil, my twin.
Oh, no! What to do?
Accidentally gave him blue!
That pill has turned this day into a sin!
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