Punxsutawney Phil Speaks
Hey, don'cha know I'm Punxsutawney Phil
Yah, I give folks 'round these parts quite a thrill!
'Round the second of Feb. they all gather here
Grab me from my hole to predict weather each year.
Yep, I'm one special groundhog by the hoopla I hear
Flags flying, bands playing, there's plenty of beer.
But I'd rather stay in my snug little place
and eat what I want and just hibernate.
My cheeks are chubby, my tummy is fat
I'm warm and I'm cozy, I like it like that.
But now can I hear them coming for me
They pull me right out of my quiet reverie.
The crowd gathers 'round, they want me to speak
To make proclamation, wise counsel to seek.
Out into the cold winter air with a lurch
All eyes trained on me, I cry out, "BUURRP"!
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