There was a sweet girl from the Netherlands
who worried the hard rains might never end.
When street became moat,
She traded bike for boat.
At canal-surfing she became a veteran.
NETHERLANDS LIMERICK
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There was a sweet girl from the Netherlands
who worried the hard rains might never end.
When street became moat,
She traded bike for boat.
At canal-surfing she became a veteran.
How do you feel about cold weather?
In the abstract, sitting here in the tropics, I’m fond of the idea of winter. When I’m in cold weather, I’d prefer not to be.