cute lil' poem about New England (I'm sure others can relate as well).
It's winter in New England
And the gentle breezes blow,
70 miles per hour at 52 below!
Oh, how I love New England
When the snow's up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter air
And your nose, it freezes shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful,
So I guess I'll hang around.
But I could never leave New England
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!!!
