It creeps in as a sourc sojourn,
wild, wonderful and awfully ice prone,
it induces jaw dropping shiver addled yawn,
wether of the snow cap forest habitat,
or the indoor pampered villa we season hardy humans,
are liable to label indiscriminate indulgence,
where stockpiling room to room warmth,
with that medley of questionable fuel reserve,
the huddling and cuddling involved,
in the cherub faced,
as they (we) throng around the hearth,
with blissful sighs we blithely spurn artic rain,
for but a brrr resounding resonance,
is it that winter wonderland immersive?
where urban city dweller might,
in staggered ski slope euphoria as is our won’t,
mimic those snowflake dodging pets,
the cinematic world often thrives on,
the icicle slow drip feed of matinee magic,
yes, the shudder and clench of sore teeth,
harsh weather fronts are facile to impose,
furry animal or faux fur Homo Sapiens,
in elliptical turn of disaster ridden Earth,
to cocoon, sequester, hibernate,
play bound and dash to a danse macabre portrait,
of bone chill and sun starved environment plummet,
where poor misfortunate species are so exposed,
wood frog, fat-tailed dwarf lemur,
seven spot ladybird, polar bear,
pearlescent pantheon that rustic genie,
to raw world ravage without an ounce of pithy,
they may scatter, flee, dart,
in the brazen onslaught of
searing blizzards,
madcap scramble from a rabid spell,
doused in skin impinging skeleton copse,
frost an inclined treat on wind worn branch,
whose green mats appear sullen,
but as glitter world captivating offspring,
subzero festival for many a glacier dweller,
where those who hibernate in town sprawl,
that fancy term insulation,
share mystic dreamy glass eyes,
with genus who barely secede,
from accustomed elements,
to acclimatise maybe in their,
yet never somehow in congealed blood
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