Ode, to the first experience of an Ohio winter, opus 2.

Oh, say, Can you see

--By the Dawn's early light--

How the weather is frigid

and the sun isn't helping.

And my nose's red glare, in the freezing cold air

Gives proof, beyond hope,

That life is still there.

Oh, Say, does it feel like your face will freeze off:

Here in the land of the blue, and the home of the insane.

---OR---

Jingle Toes, Jingle Toes,

Jingle all the way.

Oh, what fun it is to walk on feet that you can't feel -- Ouch!

Jingle Toes, Jingle Toes,

Please walk Carefully!

If you don't, your toes will crack, and then you'll REALLY cry.

I will be returning to warm, sunny, Cali next week, and I can't wait!!!