Our procrastinating groundhog
Susquehanna Stew
Is out to have a look around
Eight days overdue
Nibbling on some morsels
Basking in the sun
Almost three months since his last meal
Gee, that must be fun
But eating dried-up grasses
Might not do the trick
He might start feeling woozy
Or even getting sick
All this nonstop grazing
Stew’s just like a cow
He needs to find a way to stop
And end this binge right now
So when he saw his shadow
He knew just what to do
Time to head down under
‘Til wintertime is through
This crazy superstition
Sure did take its toll
The situation’s urgent
He’s headed for his hole
But Stew’s no fan of digging
Or all that woodchuck hype
This marmot has no burrow
His home’s a broken pipe
So if you want to see him
In springtime when it rains
Keep an eye on the clover field
Outside the flooding drains
Always a great time Stew. See you in the spring. And remember, it’s never a good idea to be late for dinner, so stay away from the carrots, celery, potatoes, and onions—someone may get the wrong idea!
