hammer21
Well-Known Member
A Michigan Poem
Its Winter in Michigan
and the gentle breezes blow
seventy miles an hour
at thirty five below.
oh, how I love Michigan
when the snows up to your ass
you take a breath of that fresh winter air
and your nose freezes shut.
yes the weather here is wonderful
so I guess I'll hang around.
i could never leave this winter wonder land called Michigan
because my ass is frozen to the ground.
Its Winter in Michigan
and the gentle breezes blow
seventy miles an hour
at thirty five below.
oh, how I love Michigan
when the snows up to your ass
you take a breath of that fresh winter air
and your nose freezes shut.
yes the weather here is wonderful
so I guess I'll hang around.
i could never leave this winter wonder land called Michigan
because my ass is frozen to the ground.