Limerick - Ice Is the Price
One cold winter day I fell on the ice,
walking on ice is like throwing the dice;
the ice was so glassy slick,
on that ice fell like a brick;
to live in Canada - ice is the price !
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January 5, 2019
Poetry/Limerick/Ice is the Price
Copyright Protected, ID 19-1101-237-02
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Written for the contest, Same Word Winter Limerick
sponsor, Charles Messina
Second Place
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2019
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