Thursday, December 27, 2012


Author Unknown

It's winter in Iowa
And the gentle breezes blow,
70 miles per hour
at 52 below!

Oh, how I love
When the snow's up to your butt;
You take a breath of winter air
your nose is frozen shut.

Yes, the weather here is wonderful,
You may think I'm a fool.
I could never leave
Iowa ,
Cause I'm frozen to the stool.

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