Land of the Frozen
The wind is as cold as it has ever gotten
My nose would be crying if it could breathe.
I am afraid if I bump it against a tree limb
it will snap off. It is frozen and brittle now.
Kansas winter, not as horrible as Michigan
But right up there in the tundra lands of frozen.
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