It's winter in MICHIGAN
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At thirty-five below.
Oh, how I love MICHIGAN
When the snow's up to your butt
You take a breath of winter
And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around
I could never leave Michigan
I'm frozen to the friggin' ground!
(I got this in an email.)
Ah yes... you know it's cold when your nose hairs get icicles ;-) Guess I need to keep on, keep on pluckin' ;-P
Love it I pinched it and put my village in place of Michigan and sent it to a friend
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