How cold is it...?

It's so cold, here today,
I'm picturin' tanned faces,
and faraway places,
In which to play!

I stood and watched the fox,
As two crisscross our lawn,
Haven't seen mamma deer,
Or her tiny, little fawn.

Snowmobilers' are darting,
All 'round the park roads,
Rather be in the house,
Than out in the cold.

Ole man winter can leave,
Sooner the better, I say,
Sick of dressin' in layers,
And stayin' couped up all day!