Back in the early ’80s, when we still lived in upstate New York and the kids were small, I made up some silly lyrics about winter.
If you don’t know the tune of “I’m Looking Over a Four-Leaf Clover,” it is going to seem even sillier. But when we moved to Massachusetts, Suzanne told her music teacher about it, and she liked it.
What is the reason
That we’re all freezin’
And the birdbath is filled with ice?
Why does my Omni go sideways down the street?
Why do my children wear baggies on their feet?
What normal fellow whose brains aren’t Jello
Would keep fighting this cold war?
What is the reason
That we’re all freezin’
And what did we move here for?
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Your rhyme was excellent. I especially like the part about the baggies–we always did that, and I still do that!
I used baggies the other day when it was wet and my Uggs were a bit leaky.
Yep, that’s why I wear them too–if the boots have gotten wet inside. As kids we also used them to slide into the boots more easily.
I would love to hear you sing it. Your grandchildren too.
One day my grandchildren will sing. My first one dances but doesn’t sing yet.