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Saturday, January 15, 2011

LAKE MICHIGAN SNOW MACHINE.

The Lake Michigan Snow Machine is running at full power.  I found this poem in my files and have to share it with you.  I do not know who wrote it.  I wish I had written but I can't take credit for it. 

A MICHIGAN WINTER POEM
It’s winter here in Michigan
And the gentle breezes blow,
Seventy miles an hour,
At twenty five below.

Oh, how I love ole Michigan
When the snow’s up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter
And your nose freezes shut.

Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I’ll hang around.
I could never leave my Michigan
Cause I’m frozen to the ground!










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