Groundhog Day

By Solveig Paulson Russell

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    Grumpy Groundhog Gristletoe

    Lay snug beneath the ground

    When suddenly his slumber

    Was troubled by a sound.

    One eyebrow tweaked, one eyelid twitched,

    He muttered, “What is that?”

    Then drowsily he blinked and yawned

    And up in bed he sat.

    KERPLINK! KERPLUNK! “That sound again.

    Whatever can it be?

    Although I hate to stir myself

    I’d best get up and see.”

    So Grumpy Groundhog Gristletoe

    Climbed slowly from his bed.

    When he stood up suddenly,

    Two drops splashed on his head.

    “Ach me! The roof is leaking!

    Dunderhead! Kershpoof!

    Now I’ll have to leave my nest

    And go plug up the roof.”

    Then Grumpy Groundhog Gristletoe

    Climbed up his winding stair

    And pushed aside his heavy door

    And looked out everywhere.

    “Ach me! The snow is melting,

    But the skies still are gray.

    Can it really be so early

    That springtime’s on its way?”

    Grumpy Groundhog Gristletoe

    Stepped out and turned around

    But though he tried he couldn’t see

    His shadow on the ground.

    So Grumpy knew by groundhog law

    There’d be less time in bed,

    And that the joys of coming spring

    Would fill his time instead.

    Illustrated by Jerry Harston