Then, this came to me from Steve and Bev Allen - they didn't tell me who wrote it . . .
Ode To Vermont
and the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
at twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love Vermont
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 Vermont
'cause I'm frozen to the ground!!
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