sketch of Bob.

We usually put poems on page 6 of our Menu Minder, but even with the thaw, most of us are getting tired of winter and we thought this sort of summed it all up! Bob & Rob.


It's winter here in Michigan
And the gentle breezes blow,
Seventy miles an hour,
At twenty five below.
Oh, how I love ole Michigan
When the snow's up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter
And your nose freezes shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful
So I guess I'll hang around.
I could never leave my Michigan
Cause I'm frozen to the ground!

Michigan winter poem is published in our February, 2009 Menu Minder, Issue #304.