A gopher who has gone to ground
Is one who's satisfied.
He likes to stay beneath the soil
And from the sunshine hide.
Above the ground, his looks are fierce;
He runs from side to side.
His teeth are big and scary and
His eyes are bulging wide.
But help him find the hole he's lost
And you will make a friend.
He'll dive into the ground and then
You'll see his tiny end.
©2016 Michael Fraley
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