400 Poem Challenge (completed December 26, 10:15am)

-20

its twenty below

and its fucking cold

and the wind howls through the trees

my fingers burn

my toes in turned

and i can't pull apart my knees

my cheeks are froze

and so's me nose

and me dick is shrivelled up

i'm locked outside

think i'm gonna die

coffee's froze in me cup

so a word to the wise

just stay inside

when outside its 20 below

especially if

you and the wife had a tiff

cause she'll turn the key

walk away briskly

and you'll freeze to death in the snow