Sunday, December 27, 2009

A Nebraska Poem

It's winter in Nebraska!
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At thirty-five below.

Oh, how I love Nebraska
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 Nebraska
I'm frozen to the ground!

1 comment:

Sarah said...

Hahaha! So have you guys been snowed in now that you're back home?