#granniegram sang
Oh it is hard to be a nudist at 49 below…
It is so slippery
and icy everywhere you go.
The “feets” they do get frozen first…
that is such a drag.
My lashes are stuck together.
I look like a hag.
My ears have turned to crystal
and my hands are turning blue
My nose is like a beacon…
bright, bright red its hue.
My fingers are all hurting,
warmth is all I lack.
I am going to have quit being a nudist…
I want my clothing back!
#cougarJoey sang
Oh, it is hard to be a nudist at 49 below…
Your body is covered in goose bumps
You hair knows not which way to go.
The hair is rather sparse in places
As you can plainly see
There does not seem to as much of it
As there is of me.
Those way down in Florida
Of course, will never know
The joy of squatting in nature
When there is 12 feet of snow.
When the wind howls out of the north
And ice pellets are biting your skin
And you are standing there in your birthday suit
It is a helluva place to be in.
#grampageorge sang
My feet are blue
My fingers stiff
It is hard to fill my pipe
I filled it up a month ago.
But it is too cold to light.
My ears have turned to crystal
and my hands are turning blue
My nose is like a beacon…
bright bright red its true.
My fingers are all hurting,
warmth is all I lack
I am going to have quit being a nudist…
I want my clothing back.
