Punxsutawney’s Poem

closely, I am undeserving
from far I can worship and fear
sin brought near by truth's fire burning
infinite shadow cast me bare

call me Phil; 
I do fear the summer sun
and ask me again in six weeks
my answer will remain: 
—run! 

so the devil's veil man seeks

no wonder man can't stand his god;
he cannot stand before him
this way a day of yahweh comes?
Jesus Christ! 
—run!