Thursday, 28 February 2008

Why I Love Ontario

This is a poem a friend gave me yesterday

It's winter in Ontario
And the gentle breezes blow,
70 miles per hour at 52 below!

Oh, how I love Ontario
When the snow's up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter air
And your nose is frozen shut.

Yes, the weather here is wonderful,
I guess I'll hang around.
I could never leave Ontario,
'Cause I'm frozen to the ground.

Don't worry Mum, spring will come before i have to fly home.



rachel esther said...

Funny! it's our last day of summer - and the leaves are already falling on our square and in our street. But it's so dry it's all mostly brown - not pretty like they autumn you had.

See you this season!


++Anna++ said...

Thats an awesome poem!! You are very clever Adrian!