(by Robert Louis
I have a little shadow
that goes in and out with me.
And what can be the use of
him is more than I can see. He is very, very like me from the heels up to the
And I see him jump before me whi I jump into my bed.
The funniest thing about
him is the way he likes to grow-
Not at all like proper
children, which is always very slow;
For he sometime shoots up taller like an India rubber ball,
And he sometimes gets so little that theres's none of him at all.
He hasn't got a notion of
how children ought to play,
And can only make a fool of me in every sort of way,
He stays so clsoe besid me, he's a coward you can see;
I'd think shame to stick to nursie as that shadow sticks to me!
One morning, very early,
before the sun was up,
I rose and found the shining dew on every buttercup;
But my lazy little shadow, like an arrant sleepyhead,
Had stayed at home behind me and was fast asleep in bed.
Fun on Groundhog
There are shadows
you make in the sunshine,
There are shadows you make by the lamp,
There are shadows that lurk in the forest
While you tell creepy stories at camp.
There are shadows that help you with puppets,
And shadows you make just for play,
But the shadow that's famous is Groundhog's,
When he tells whether winter's to stay.
Let's go out very early this morning
And watch for his shadow, my son;
It may not be at all scientific,
But you've got to admit that it's fun!
Mr. Groundhog's Shadow
A groundhog lives down
deep in the ground.
He Sleeps through the winter.
And every year about this time,
He wakes up and wonders,
"Is it time to get out of bed
Or pull the covers back over my head?"
So he pokes his head up out of the ground.
Will he see his shadow?
The Groundhog and
On February second
A groundhog is beckon
To climb out of his winter home
And stretch his legs and begin to roam.
It has been many days
Coped up in his burrow maze
And now he has a certain craze
To feel the sun's rays.
He pokes his nose into the cold
From the home in which he was holed
And looks around
Then climbs out of the ground.
He is very timid and shy
And he's ready to say goodbye to the sky
Because he doesn't want anyone to see
And especially a she
That his brown fur is coated with grime
And that he didn't take the time
To use his comb
Before leaving his home.
He is so afraid to be seen
Ready to run home to get clean
That even his shadow will make him jump
And run to his home to grump
And because he fears critiques
He'll remain there for six weeks.
And according to lore
If Winter hears him snore,
Then it will decide to stay
For six more weeks to our dismay.
Here's a Little
(can be sung to the tune
of "I'm a Little Teapot")
Here's a little groundhog
Furry and brown
He's coming up
To look around
If he sees his shadow
Down he goes
Then six more weeks
Of winter snows.
If Candlemas be fair and
Winter has another flight.
If Candlemas brings clouds and rain,
Winter will not come again.
If Candlemas Day is
bright and clear,
There'll be two winters in the year.
For as the sun shines on
And from America:
So far will the snow swirl until May.
For as the snow blows on Candlemas Day,
So far will the sun shine before May.
If the sun shines on
Half the fuel and half the hay.