Funny... The Minnesota Poem

I have no idea who wrote this poem, but it was just so appropriate with my raging cabin fever, I had to share it. I received it in a forwarded email, so if you happen to know where it originated, please let me know so I can give credit to the author. ;o)


Minnesota Poem

It's winter in Minnesota
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At twenty-five below.

Oh, how I love Minnesota
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 Minnesota
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!

~ Author Unknown