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Begging the Hog (A Teacher’s Plea)
by Jason Tomlinson

MR GROUNDHOG! hear my plea!
please see your shadow in Tennessee!
give us the winter we’re longing for
not this that leaves us wanting more
I’ve got about thirty teachers desperate in their ways
they’re crying bitterly for some much needed snow days
we have more than two weeks allowed set aside in a stack
but if we don’t use them we don’t ever get em back
it’s such a crime for us to waste them
It’d be so much better if we could taste them
come on snow! come on ice! a winter wonderland would be so right
sparkle my front porch with your beauty – fall on the streets tonight!