Ode to New England

It’s winter in New England
And the gentle breezes blow,
70 miles per hour at 52 below!
Oh, how I love New England
When the snow’s up to your butt.
You take a breath of winter air
And your nose, it freezes shut.
Yes, the weather here is wonderful,
So I guess I’ll hang around.
But I could never leave New England
‘Cause I’m frozen to the ground!