The Narrow Squeak 2nd Show Chapter Eour
Well, I survived...
That stretchy thing!
Time to pause....
Have a bite to eat,
bed for the night
A good sleep,
is a real treat!
Now ,I am thinking....
It's been quite hot here...
What about some cold and snow?
Antarctic!
Is the place to go!
Great Scott of the Antarctic!
Deep snow!
All the way to the pole!
Is my goal!
I am wearing eskimo furs
I hold on to the sled....
Lashing the curs,
onwards I sped
The deepening cold....
chills me to the bone
I am beginning to fold
I feel all alone....
alone in this icy cold
No fancy navigation here.....
me,the dogs and sled!
With the cold instead!
Storms of ice..........
Are really not that nice
Deep crevasses
Makes me curse
Still,it could be worse!
In the distance I see a flag
The dogs begin to lag....
With a whip lash
I make my dash!
Now, I am thinking....
The south pole
Easy to get to....
The trick is to get back!
Thats my goal!
The long walk back..........
The ice never did melt!
Now I know how Captain Oates felt!
I hope I have the knack!
Weary days later.........
I meet my ship
Whew!
I really need to kip
The ice, numbing
I didn't see that coming!
I made it south though!
Through storms of ice and snow!
I am cold and very much alive!
To start chapter five!
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2006
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