A Dakota Poem - 11/20/22
(Disclaimer: I love Dakota.)
"It's winter in Dakotas
and the gentle breezes blow.
Seventy miles an hour,
At thirty-five below.
Oh how I love Dakotas,
When the snow's up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter air
And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around.
I could never leave Dakotas
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!"
"It's winter in Dakotas
and the gentle breezes blow.
Seventy miles an hour,
At thirty-five below.
Oh how I love Dakotas,
When the snow's up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter air
And your nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around.
I could never leave Dakotas
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground!"