This one’s for Dawn.
Home is Where the Cold Is
Home is where the cold is.
It’s the Minnesotan Way.
And a winter without frostbite
Is our goal throughout the day.
To stick our tongue upon the flagpole
Is to prove our Northern best;
For despite the pain we’ve shown our mettle,
Though the dare was done was in jest!
Our cars are all one color;
They’re a lovely shade of salt.
And if ever I rear-end you,
I can say, “It’s not my fault.”
But the best part of all is the beauty,
Our stately pines are dressed in white.
And each day we pray for please? More snow?
To bathe our landscape in frosty light.
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