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Posted by D. Sherman on Wednesday, January 09, 2008 at 15:35:53 :
In Reply to: Wyoming weather posted by Russ/Wyo on Wednesday, January 09, 2008 at 14:38:13 :
That reminds me of the "Frozen Logger" song:
"He kissed me when we parted, so hard that he broke my jaw;
I could not speak to tell him he'd forgot his mackinaw.
I saw my lover leaving, sauntering through the snow,
Going gaily homeward at forty-eight below.
The weather it tried to freeze him, it tried its level best;
At a hundred degrees below zero, he buttoned up his vest.
It froze clean through to China, it froze to the stars above;
At a thousand degrees below zero, it froze my logger love."
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