Winter In Wisconsin - A Poem
by Andrew Brenan (thanks, Andy)
It's winter in **Wisconsin**
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love **Wisconsin**
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 **Wisconsin**
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!!*
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