Sish

on a hot summers day
crushed ice is nice
a snow cone 
Did you ever have one?

remember when you get down
 to the last of it
mostly water
 not much ice

That is what a Northern fisherman 
would call sish

did anyone see the story on the news last night ?
sure it was enough to sish the blood in your veins
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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