It's WINTER in Canada, and the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour, at twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love Canada, 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 Canada, 'cause I'm frozen to the ground!!
(Unknown poet)
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I've been on a busy appointment schedule for the past week, so I don't have my cards ready for posting, but thought this was cute enough to fill in some space for those of you who return to my blogsite occasionally. Have a great day. And thanks for visiting.
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