To: JustAmy
"It's groundhog day and no poem?
What happened?"
Underground Chuck
Chuck was a shy achiever,
But he had a gift of sorts.
While others studied roots and herbs,
He read the weather reports.
He had a knack for weather,
He felt it to his core.
It wasnt just a talent,
He had weather rapport.
Maybe he got some bad advice,
Perhaps it wasnt sound,
The poor lad finally joined up with,
The "Weather Underground".
Their work was never noticed,
Nobody knew his name.
For Punxutawney Phil, it seemed,
Had gotten all the fame.
NicknamedBob . . . February 2, 2008
57 posted on
02/02/2008 9:07:20 PM PST by
NicknamedBob
(I had the solution for everything, but it got out of its container.)
To: NicknamedBob
LOL
I love it, NnB. It is adorable. Thank you for writing it and especially for sharing it.
You always amaze me. : )
59 posted on
02/02/2008 9:28:07 PM PST by
JustAmy
(I wear red every Friday, but I support our Military everyday!!)
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