Bringing on snow before the end of Fall.
How you must laugh as you watch us whimper
At the thought of another long cold Winter.
Your Summers are too short, & Winters too long
Causing us to get out the Christmas stuff & sing along
So by the time Christmas is actually here,
We are sick of all the Holiday cheer.
I wish that we could hibernate like bears
Cosily sleeping in warm beds or chairs.
Oh tricky Minnesota, how you play with our minds
Slicking the roads with perception of too many kinds.
I wonder if it hurts you, when we slip & fall
Once we get inside we yell, "Hot Cocoa for all!"
Can't you make Summer last in some way
Instead of making us shovel each & every day?
I cannot lie, sometimes I despise you
You're constantly grey skys make me so blue
But I do love snowball fights & making snow angels
Plus my favorite carol is Carol of the Bells
So I do love you as well, bringing joyful sounds
The wicked winters bring people to the fire warmed grounds
Oh Minnesota, you often fill us with glee
We wish to make you beautiful so everyone can see
No one can deny that your seasons are beautiful
That's why most will stay here because we are dutiful
You have a ton of wonderful lakes
Over 15,000 for goodness sakes!
Minnesota you plague us with the flu
Along with that here more disease grew.
Bi-Polar your weather, yet sweet are your Springs.
I wake & smile as a birdy sings.
You house illegal immigrants, the Canadian Geese
& in your schools we learn why the plural for moose is not meese.
All too often your wind gives us chills
Making every single one of us wish to run for the hills.
Pleasent are your people with their Minnesota nice
But just watch out if you forget to salt the ice
We Minnesotans are often called quaint
Simply because when we see snow we don't faint.
Honestly there are few as tough as we
We even give out advise absolutely free.
It takes guts to work in the cold
People here keep working even when they're old
SO I'll stay busy this crazy holiday season
& hope that it'll be full of joy beyond reason
I guess through my pride all I'm trying to say
Is ole Minnesota you're okay
Even when you turn our fingers to frost
Or in the woods where we often get lost
Never will we leave you, we won't even try to
Because oh Minnesota, we all adore you.
& hope that it'll be full of joy beyond reason
I guess through my pride all I'm trying to say
Is ole Minnesota you're okay
Even when you turn our fingers to frost
Or in the woods where we often get lost
Never will we leave you, we won't even try to
Because oh Minnesota, we all adore you.
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