Wabbitdad12
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An Ode:
It's winter in Indiana and the gentle breezes blow,
seventy miles an hour at twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love Indiana 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 Indiana because
I'm frozen to the ground!!
It's winter in Indiana and the gentle breezes blow,
seventy miles an hour at twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love Indiana 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 Indiana because
I'm frozen to the ground!!
