EXTREME COLD: MICHIGAN, THE FREEZER STATE

I ran into my Uncle Karl, who lives down in the del,

By the size of his stomach, I knew that Karl wintered well,

Taters and fried cakes,

Is just what it takes,

To survive winters in Michigan, if that is where you dwell.

NOT HARDER TIMES, WHEN I GOT DIMES

My net worth is a pocket full of dimes,

I have lived through much harder times,

I'd eat some begged bread,

Felt myself well feed,

For more bread, I'd do all sorts of crimes.

I AM A SMALL SPIDER

I am a small spider that got washed away,

Now I am stuck on the ground, in the wet clay,

So I'll swim like a duck,

Climb up from the muck,

Build me a web, and there my eggs I will lay.

WINTER WOED ME GOOD

It is the winter of my woe,

It got so cold I froze my toe,

Can't pay for heat, I'm out of doe,

The roof caved in because of snow,

I'm burning books, so heat I'll know.

BANGING IN THE WOODS, A HUNTER'S TAIL

Went out to the woods to bang me a beast,

I sat downwind, where he'd smell me the least,

He snuck up tippy toe,

He was near, I didn't know,

Out of me the beast made a feast.