This poem was sent to me by a cousin.
It's winter in Colorado,
And the gentle breezes blow,
Seventy miles an hour,
At twenty five below.
Oh, how I love Colorado,
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 Colorado
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground.