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It's winter in Indiana
And the gentle breezes blow
Seventy miles an hour
At thirty-five below.

Oh, how I love Indiana
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 Indiana
Cuz I'm frozen to the ground!

Have a great day...

Warmie