A few years ago I was inducted into a super-secret society comprised of folks that just won’t let winter bring them down, which is a philosophy I can get behind. The centerpiece of their revelry is an extensive celebration of Groundhog Day, complete with feasting, drinking and barefoot running in the snow.
As a part of my pledging process I knew that I would be required to provide dinnertime entertainment for the senior members of the group, and so, burning some midnight oil deep in the heart of a frigid Cleveland winter, I created an entertaining musical spectacle (with profuse apologies to Robert Earl Keen Jr.’s “Copenhagen”).
It’s been locked in the vault for some time, but Uncle Crappy, erstwhile Sergeant-at-arms, has authorized its release into the wild. So without further ado, we must present: “Punxsutawney“.
Be careful. Apparently it sticks in your craw.[audio:punxsutawney.mp3]
(BTW, I won “Pledge of the Year” for this gem, and I may have already peaked in my lyrical skills with the line “Punxsutawney Phil can’t drive – he needs a chauffeur”. *sigh*)
BONUS: Go see the hogtacular video here.