Weather poetry

I got this in an email. It sums up ND pretty well.

NORTH DAKOTA POEM

It's winter in North Dakota
and the gentle breezes blow
at seventy miles an hour
and twenty-five below.

Oh, how I love North Dakota
when the snow's up to your butt
you take a breath of winter
and your nose gets frozen shut.

Yes, the weather here is wonderful
so I guess I'll hang around
I never could leave North Dakota
'cause I'm frozen to the ground!

It's not that bad yet but the daily grey dampness is starting to get to me. Augh!