The wind is blowing and it’s so cold.
The snow is falling.
I hate wearing hats and I’m glad I’m not bald.
The ground is frozen and I’m falling down.
But I’m not sad
What could be bad?
The garbage and the kitty litter? Frozen solid.
No stink, no wrinkled nose and the best? I’m so stolid.
I can leave the lid open and no one gives one iota.
And you all know what that’s like in the summer, don’t yah?