Sunday, December 22, 2013

WHY I LOVE INDIANA


When it's winter time in Indiana,


And the gentle breezes blow,
About seventy miles an hour


  

And it's fifty-two below.



You can tell you're in Indiana
'Cause the snow's up to your butt,


And you take a breath of winter air
And your nose holes both freeze shut.

The weather here is wonderful,
So I guess I'll hang around;


Anyways..
I could NEVER leave Indiana now,
My feet are frozen
to the ground.






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