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!!