Phileas Bog the Groundhog

I am Phileas Bog

I am a Groundhog

I am not a dog

I sleep like a log

It feels like a fog

I hate to jog

I will not go

To see a shadow

In the snow

While the sun is low

And it will glow

In my hole I stay

So very far way

But I will say

HAPPY GROUNDHOG DAY

One thought on “Phileas Bog the Groundhog”

Gastradamus says: February 2, 2017 at 3:36 am

We love poetic feel this amazing poem has. Keep then coming buddy, I think you would like my story Miss Scarlet

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