This was posted by Brigitte on her blog. She said I could "borrow" it and post it here. The author is unknown, so if you are the author or you know the author, drop me a comment so I can give credit.
I **heart** Iowa!!!
WINTER Poem
It's winter in Iowa
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At thirty-five below.
Oh, how I love Iowa
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 could never leave Iowa
I'm frozen to the ground.
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