Dear Punxsutawney Phil,
Your big day is almost here. Just wanted to put in a good word for spring. It's been a long time since you have popped out of that little hole and NOT seen your shadow. This should be the year! I know I have little right to complain - it hasn't REALLY been that cold, we haven't had THAT much snow, we haven't suffered TOO MUCH from winter ills... but all the same, I AM SICK OF WINTER, Phil! Not to mention the cost of oil this year, my dear furry friend. I am tired of wearing my coat and gloves INSIDE the house. I am ready for a long and early spring. Bring on the daffodils! Get rid of the sniffles, the croup, the static cling. It's all in your hands, Phil. Pretty please??
Your loyal fan,
Sue







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Go ahead. I can take it.