Punxsutawney Phil Lost In New York? (Repost) (Repost) Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

Woke up this morning, and upon my window sill

I saw a strange furry creature lying very still

Well, hello, I said, what's up, what brings you to my sill

He said, hello yourself, my name is Punxsutawney Phil

Hey, I said, your the groundhog that pops out every year

The one from Pennsylvania that garners all the cheers

Every February second, from your Punxsutawney hole

As thousands stand anxiously to see you and your shadow

But I must ask you this, even though you're apt to balk

But what in Natures name are you doing in New York? !

Thought I'd take a break this year he said, tongue in cheek

But all this snow and ice you have is far too much for me

So, if you'll just point me to the nearest travel agency

I 'll still have time to get back to my home in Punxsutawney.


Authors Note...I hope the little fellow makes it back
in time per chance...
And entertain his audience with Phil's famed Shadow Dance!


FjR- II-1-MMXVI