Canadian Poem
It's Winter here in Canada ...
And the gentle breezes blow,
Seventy miles an hour,
At twenty five below.
Oh, how I love Canada ,
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 never could leave Canada ......
'Cuz I'm frozen to the ground!!!
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