Happy Groundhog Day!

The Jolly Woodchuck

The woodchuck's very very fat

But doesn't care a pin for that.

When nights are long and the snow is deep,

Down in his hole he lies asleep.

Under the earth is a warm little room

The drowsy woodchuck calls his home.

Rolls of fat and fur surround him,

With all his children curled around him,

Snout to snout and tail to tail.

He never wakes in the wildest gale;

When icicles snap and the north wind blows

He snores in his sleep and rubs his nose.

Marion Edley and Dorothy Grider

Hm, I don't think I'd mind sleeping the winter away in a warm, snug burrow while the winds of winter howled and the snow fell outside my door. Those rolls of fat, however, are another story.