Ground Hog Day

Here is a compilation of some of Grandad's Ground Hog Day poems:

Here I am out here today

And if it’s true what people say

I’ll crawl back in my hole and stay

Till it warms up some time in May

D.B. Cox 

I hoped I’d come out here and say

This is a really cloudy day

So I could fill your hearts with cheer

To think that spring would soon be here

But it’s not cloudy here today

So here’s all I can think to say

I really hate to let you down

I am the saddest hog in town

I saw my shadow big and clear

Just like I did this time last year

I’ll crawl back in my hold and stay

And come back out the last of May

D.B. Cox

This is the first time I've been here

I saw my shadow loud and clear

So I’ll go back home very soon

And come back out in May or June

I really like to eat that feed

I eat all that I can

As you can see I've ate too much

Or laid too close to my Old Man

D.B. Cox 

I came out there again today

On February Two

I really thought perhaps this year

I’d find something brand new

But it is still the same old story

I saw my shadow hanging ‘round

And I also found there wasn't

Any snow upon the ground

There’s six more weeks of winter

I suppose that make you sore

So I’ll crawl back in my hole and stay

Till Nineteen-Hundred-Eighty-Four

D.B. Cox

Well here I am out here again

I come here every year

But I won’t stay here very long

It sure is nice and clear

And here on this sun-shinny morn

My lovely shadow lays

That means it’s going to get real bad

For lots and lots more days

So I’ll crawl back down in the ground

I’ll not be back too soon

If it gets bad again in May

I won’t be back till June

D.B. Cox 

Ground Hog Day will soon be here

It comes about this time each year

The ground hog crawls out of the ground

He blinks his eyes and looks around

And if his shadow he does see

He makes a frown and says, “Oh gee,”

“Spring won’t be here for many a day”

Then crawls back in his hole to stay

Until he thinks, “This is the day”

Sometime in April or maybe May

But is his shadow he can’t see

He funds and smiles and yells, “Whoopee!”

For his is happy and filled with cheer

He says that Spring will soon be here

We hope he’s right and knows his stuff

Of that cold weather we've had enough

But we’re not sure that we agree

So we’ll just have to wait and see

D.B. Cox

The ground hog come upon the scene

About this time each year

He’s very anxious to find out

If it is cloudy or if it’s clear

He pokes his head out of the ground

To see what he can see

His cheeks are pudgy, his eyes are squinty

They say he looks a lot like me

If it is really cloudy

He nearly strips a cog

He thinks that Spring will soon be here

He is a happy hog

But it it’s really nice and clear

He promptly turns around

Spring won’t be here for several weeks

So he crawls back in to the ground

D.B. Cox