Canadian WINTER Poem

[ 2 ] January 9, 2014 |

Wasaga Beach Winter

It’s winter in Canada
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At thirty-five below.
Oh, how I love Canada
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 could never leave Canada
I’m frozen to the friggin’ ground!

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Category: Canuck Quips, Seasonal Jests

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I'm a Canadian who has lived in the United States since 1999. I love the beauty of the Canadian landscape and dream about travelling to EVERY country in the world so I can say, without a doubt, that Canada is the MOST BEAUTIFUL country in the world. Until I can accomplish this feat of huge financial proportions, I'll continue to appease myself by writing about Canada's many, MANY virtues. Google+

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  1. sellput says:

    I get this poem every winter and every winter I love re-reading it. It’s a beautiful poem and very well written. Though it might be a comfort to you, it was to me. Enjoy!

    Winter In Canada:

    Fuck!
    It’s cold!

    The end.

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