image from the Graphics Fairy
When icicles hang by the wall
And Dick the shepherd blows his nail
And Tom bears logs into the hall
And milk comes frozen home in pail,
When blood is nipp'd and ways be foul,
Then nightly sings the staring owl
Tu-whit;
Tu-who, a merry note,
While greasy Joan doth keel the pot.
EDITED TO ADD: The following was tweeted by one of our local PDs along with a jpeg of a snowman wearing a police uniform. "PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE do not commit crimes for the next couple of days, the wind chills are -50 degrees!!!" I love living in the Midwest.
3 comments:
I don't know about anybody else, but it's too dang cold to go get into any mischief.
Too many idiots forget someone else has to go out in the cold to rescue them.
We only had 2 fires last week in the county, which is shocking.
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