ice ice baby

icy queen

singing a frigid tune

tapping me well

and then ticking me off

for coming too close

to her dragon lair

it was a dare,

but one i adore

shaking Β a leg

with her icicle keg,

powdering the blast,

peppering the meal,

running a deal

with a funny feel,

taking a slice

of her infernal fire,

stoking the flames

and playing the games,

play the act,

act the part

was the message intact

and then she said

“miss me miss you’;

ew, ew, ew!!!

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5 Responses to ice ice baby

  1. Neetika says:

    haha… not sure i got it (it was abstract as ever) but i sure did enjoy it πŸ™‚

  2. rashmenon says:

    @ cynthia: thank you for the nod πŸ™‚

  3. rashmenon says:

    @ Patrick: thank you for stopping by. Happy to see the like πŸ™‚

  4. rashmenon says:

    @ Eldon, fivereflections: thank you for liking the ice-baby πŸ˜€

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