A Minnesota Winter Poem (author unknown)


It’s winter in Minnesota,
And the gentle breezes blow.
Nearly 50 miles an hour
At twenty-five below.

Oh, how I love Minnesota,
When the snow’s up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter air,
And your nose gets frozen shut.

Yes, winter here is wonderful.
So I guess I’ll hang around.
I could never leave Minnesota
Because I’m frozen to the ground.

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