A description of the extreme cold and the measures taken by residents of Yakutsk, widely considered to be one of the coldest places in the world, to survive and thrive in such harsh conditions.
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In Yakutsk, where the cold is fierce,
You must layer up like a big winter pier,
With scarves and gloves and hats galore,
Or else you'll freeze, that's what they swore.
The temperatures drop to minus fifty,
And residents say it's not that thrifty,
To go outside without a fight,
You'll freeze in no time, day or night.
You've got to bundle up tight,
Like a cabbage, dressed warm and right,
Or else you'll suffer, that's a fact,
In Yakutsk, where cold is a constant act.
The wind it howls and the snow it falls,
Making it hard for one to stand tall,
But Yakutsk residents, they know the drill,
They bundle up, warm and still.
The key is layering, that's what they say,
From head to toe, each and every day,
A scarf to cover your neck and face,
A hat to protect, in this cold and harsh place.
Gloves to keep your hands warm and snug,
And multiple layers to keep the cold out of your mug,
And boots to protect your feet from the snow,
For in Yakutsk, the cold is always on the go.
But even with all this gear, it's still a test,
To brave the cold, and pass the test,
For in 2018, it got so cold,
That even eyelashes froze, as they've been told.
So if you're thinking your winter's cold,
Just remember Yakutsk, where it's bold,
And bundle up, layer by layer,
Or suffer the cold, like a frozen player.
For in Yakutsk, the cold is always here,
It's not a season, it's a constant year,
But residents know how to survive,
And thrive, in this cold and bitter drive.
They have houses made of permafrost,
to keep them warm, at any cost,
And heaters to warm up their homes,
And firewood to keep them warm, when they roam.
They have fur coats and boots made of hide,
To keep them warm, on the inside,
And hot soups and teas to keep them fed,
And warm their insides, before they hit the bed.
So next time you're feeling the chill,
Just think of Yakutsk, where the cold is real,
And bundle up, stay warm and snug,
And you'll survive, just like a Yakutskian thug.
For though the cold may be extreme,
The Yakutskians have learned to make it seem,
A part of life, a daily routine,
To brave the cold, and live like a dream.
So if you ever find yourself in Yakutsk,
Be sure to dress warm, and not to risk,
For though the cold may be a shock,
With the right gear, it's just a walk in the park.
