For the Groundhog, Blessed of Brighid

Moch maduinn Bhride
Thig an muc-ghrùnnd as an toll
Cha bhoin mise ris an muc-ghrùnnd
Cha bhoin an muc-ghrùnnd rium.

Early on Bride's morn
Shall the groundhog come from the hole
I will not harm the groundhog
Nor will the groundhog harm me.

(Traditional Gaelic song to Bride. Well, sorta kinda. More for the 4th annual Brighid in the Blogosphere Poetry Reading.)