Pulled by powerful magnetism
I'm aboard an Arctic cruise ship
Ice cap, ice breaker
Thermal gloves, cocktail shaker
Sunglasses against the glare of white
The captain carefully navigating
Binoculars scanning floating icebergs
Scenery so serene, scintillating
Fur lined boots, fjords
Company on deck heartily laughing
Seals lie languidly on snow clad rocks
Suddenly a blue green iceberg's calving
Night time brings a new panorama
On deck I watch as I'm dining
The dome of darkness lit by stars
The Great Bear in brilliance shining
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