06 March 2009

Sringtime in Alberta

Someone sent us this funny little poem, which we wanted to share:

When it’s springtime in Alberta,
And the gentle breezes blow,
About seventy miles an hour
And it’s fifty-two below.
You can tell you’re in Alberta
‘cause the snow’s up to your butt,
And you take a breath of springtime air
And your nose holes both freeze shut.
The weather here is wonderful,
So I guess I’ll hang around,
I could never leave Alberta.
My feet are frozen to the ground

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