Here is the poem for our Groundhog puppet:
On February 2nd, Phil Groundhog, pops out to see,
Just how much winter there's going to be.
If it is cloudy, he plays outside,
but if it is sunny, he pops back to hide.
Here we are on May 14th, the last day of school. This day is always bittersweet for the kids and I who have become like a family. We know ...
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