A Winter Pond Poem by Lance Gong

A Winter Pond



The snow falls softly on the ice,
the freezing bums, they despise,
that the water froze,
all their lice.
The farmers lost,
all their rice,
and got mad at the freezing cold thrice.

It is cold now,
and this was how,
everyone got a frostbite,
at Christmas.

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