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.
With an apology to my cousin for not doing a good job of proofreading before posting.
ReplyDeleteNice Poem. The wind has been really bad this winter. Maybe its global warming?? Well If i was Al Gore i sure would blame it on global warming. But I am not Al Gore, but i am a follower so lets just say Mr. Gore is right?
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