Emma, the otter, was one who
Did come outside on Groundhog Day,
Here at home in Lincoln Park Zoo,
Thumbed up more winter on the way.
At least six weeks of more snow is
Weather Emma is hoping for,
Cuz snow does help her playtime biz
Of sliding all around galore.
She loves it when her whiskers feel
Lots of chilly, crunchy white stuff,
As she plows through the snow with zeal.
Excitement - she can't get enough.
Yes, both Emma's shadow and she
Predict lots more snow otterly.
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