Saturday, January 10, 2009

From Judy

                                                 Indiana Winter Poem

It's winter in  Indiana

And the gentle breezes blow

Seventy miles an hour

At twenty-five below.

Oh, how I love  Indiana

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 Indiana

'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!!

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