Mr Groundhog Poem - July 1891 (1/2)

'PLEASE MR, GROUND-HOG!" Ground-hog;. Gi'ounct-hog, keep your eyes slnit, When you come out. today, Our conl and oil are rationed Sir! And It's for the Spring I pray. *~ You nfe such a little fellow, But I suppose it's up to you, So pluusc don't see your shadow, Or I don't know what I'll do. My oil coupons arc nearly gone, The kitchen pump is frozen over, Pk'iise! Little Ground-hog do your bit, Bring on the Spring and the clover. I shouldn't be complaining, About such a little thing. But ah! Ground-hog! Ground-hog! What I wouldn't give for Spring,