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2/14/2007

Let’s Roast The Groundhog

That critter doesn’t know a thing
About the coming of the Spring.
I think his mind is in a fog.
Let’s roast the groundhog.

He sticks his head out of his hole
And then he does his do-si-do.
Perhaps his senses need a jog.
Lets toast that groundhog.

People come from miles around
To catch a tiding from this clown.
Perhaps he’s drinking too much grog.
We’ll host lunch a’ groundhog.

Perhaps he's gotten far to old
To tell if weather’s hot or cold.
Seen better forecasts from a frog.
Let’s broast the groundhog.

Mmmmmm. We really, really should.
Somethin’s smelling awfully good!
Stoke the fire, add a log.
Let’s roast that groundhog!


by Rodney Alan Crater
Copyright ©2007 Rodney Alan Crater

2 Comments:

Blogger Dornbrau said...

Hahahaha! After all the snow this winter and that dang groundhog still predicting an early spring... I'm with you buddy, lets roast that stupid groundhog!

2/16/2007 4:21 AM  
Blogger Ray Van Horn, Jr. said...

Bravo, my friend! That was hilarious! I'll get the spit and the kindling and we'll roast the little bastard overtop my icy driveway.

2/16/2007 6:05 PM  

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