Michigan Winter Poem
It's winter here in Michigan
And the gentle breezes blow,
Seventy miles an hour,
At twenty five below.
Oh, how I love our Michigan
When the snow's up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter
And your nose freezes shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around.
I could never leave my Michigan
Cause I'm frozen to the ground!
---Author Unknown---
I got this from Nancy, which is ironic because she's in California.
3 comments:
There's a reason why the song is not called Michigan Dreamin.
Now Heather, THAT'S funny!
ps: I got it from a Michigan golf buddy.
January thaw coming next Wednesday - long range forecaxt for 34 degrees. However, don't blink your eyes - you might miss it. Aunt Chris
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