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  • Minnesota poem

    It's winter in MINNESOTA
    And the gentle breezes blow
    Seventy 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
    And your nose gets frozen shut.

    Yes, the weather here is wonderful
    So I guess I'll hang around
    I could never leave MINNESOTA
    Cause I'm frozen to the ground:rlol:

  • #2
    That poem was sad. Lol

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