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New England Winter Poem
It’s Winter in New England
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At twenty-five below.
Oh, how I love New England
When the snow’s up to my butt
I take a breath of Winter
And my nose gets frozen shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So, I guess I’ll hang around
I could never leave New England
‘Cause I’m frozen to the ground!
Author: Unknown
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Under The White Oak Leaves 