|The groundhog fell asleep one day
and slept a dozen days away.
Disturbed by snores in peaceful sleep
he staggered from the frozen deep.
His shadow never did appear;
he'd have to wait another year.
A little guy flew past his eye
with bow and arrow in the sky.
The groundhog heard a plucking string,
a pain was felt, a tingled sting.
A heart-shaped arrow from above
brought forth a rodent kind of love.
A lady groundhog was nearby
and thought he was the cutest guy.
She winked an eye in flirting style,
began to chase him for a while.
She hugged him with a warm embrace,
but he had found a different face.
He wished the wispy clouds away
to see his silhouette all day.
A love revealed he came to know,
his shadow seen upon the snow.
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