Phil

Phil

A Chapter by Dave Brown
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Punxsutawney Phil

Got dropped on his head

And his weather predictions

Can no longer be said

But his spirit has survived

To take over the chore

And is eagerly waiting

Upon his dirt floor

Just

Behind his stone door

 

But this thing with a shadow

Is no longer a concern

Because his shadow

Can no longer discern

Which way

The weather will turn

Whether more freezing

Or an early sunburn

Its now on the weather channel

That information you may learn

 

 

 



© 2021 Dave Brown


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