Punxsutawney Phil

Hey there little groundhog, how do you feel?
It's been over a hundred and thirty years and you're still Punxsutawney Phil.
Come out of your den and brave the wind chill.
They're wearing tuxedos and top hats because your day is a big deal.
Crowded fans in suspension of disbelief, all gathered awaiting the thrill.

Six more weeks of winter or an early spring?
What kind of prognostication will you bring?
To the inner circle on Gobbler's Knob in "groundhogese" you sing.

This time your shadow you saw.
Standing on hind paw.
On live broadcast you proclaimed more winter for us all.

Job completed, you return home to the sounds of cheer.
Be well little groundhog, we'll see you next year!