Well, not blogging, obviously. But I have a dopy little ditty that I'm not ashamed to share, as silly as it is:
When it's two below in Tupelo
The weather is quite on the fritz
When it's three below in Tupelo
You've frozen yourself all to bits.
Mississippi's not the place
For frostbit toe and frigid face
So when it reaches four below
I'll take my hat, away I'll go
To find a warmer, sunnier space
Perhaps in Rio de Janeiro
Adios, cold Tupelo!