My husband picked this up from a lady in El Paso (not Texas, but Wisconsin). It seems to fit much of the Midwest and upper East Coast. Insert your location if you wish. It's Winter in Wisconsin And the gentle breezes blow. Seventy miles an hour, At thirty-five below. Oh, how I love Wisconsin, When the snow's up to your butt. You take a breath of winter air And your nose gets frozen shut. Yes, the weather here is wonderful, So I guess I'll hang around. I could never leave Wisconsin, 'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!
Ha ha that sure fits the way I feel here in New Brunswick. I would be very happy if you guys didn't send any more of that freezing cold up the coast!
