Internet Groundhog Day

Then he checked the global news
but found always nothing there.
Still he kept on looking
but he didn't really care.
He was searching for some interest,
some worthy news of note
but that isn't what he found,
that isn't what they wrote.

Is this today or yesterday,
he wasn't even sure
It's all the same on Groundhog Day
and there isn't any cure.
They're up in arms about some damn thing,
it doesn't matter why.
The lot have this in common
They foretell we're going to die.

Why don't they come and kill him
he loathes that they don't shoot
But he knows it doesn't mean a thing
There's no chance of bearing fruit.
Planting seeds on Groundhog Day
is praying straight to a star
It won't make any difference
It doesn't matter where you are.