Why I love

North Dakota

When it's springtime in North Dakota,

And the gentle breezes blow,

About seventy miles an hour

And it's fifty-two below.

You can tell you're in North Dakota

'Cause the snow's up to your butt,

And you take a breath of springtime air

And your nose holes both freeze shut.

The weather here is wonderful,

So I guess I'll hang around,

I could never leave North Dakota,

My feet are frozen to the ground!

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