Friday, January 2, 2009

Ode To Wisconsin

From an email my dear old pop sent me:

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!

I do believe that it works if you substitute Saskatchewan for Wisconsin as well.

2 comments:

  1. Awesome, I was just going to add that... LOL

    Oh, how I hear you ;-)

    Happy New Year!

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  2. It is supposed to be winter in January. Save your complaining and your long underwear until April, the month with the state's highest incidence of suicide (read: the weather is worse than in January, spring should be arriving).

    My relatives had a resort in northern WI. Tourist says to in-laws, "What to you people do up here in the summer? In-law response, "If it falls on Sunday we usually have a picnic."

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