Winter in Nebraska Poem

 

Winter Poem - It's winter in Nebraska And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles per hour At thirty-five below. Oh, how I love Nebraska
When the snow's up to my butt. I take a breath of winter And my 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!  

 

 

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