A Canadian Poem.

[Diplomat_Wagon]

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

Oh, how I love Canada
When the snow's up to your butt
You take a breath of winter
And you 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!!

 

[BootHead]

haha

 

[restoman]

Did you write that?

:bwuhaha::bwuhaha::bwuhaha::bwuhaha:

Frickin' excellent!

 

[dustergal]

Wow, change a couple words and that could be a Michigan poem too.

 

[Diplomat_Wagon]

Did you write that?

:bwuhaha::bwuhaha::bwuhaha::bwuhaha:

Frickin' excellent!

Nope, sorry. It's a good one though.:bwuhaha:

 

[BootHead]

Wow, change a couple words and that could be a Michigan poem too.

i tried it kept getting Nasty:doh::bravo:

 

[Fishy]

Wow, change a couple words and that could be a Michigan poem too.

You ain't kiddin! :bwuhaha: