On A Frozen Pond

We couldn’t get our footing
Didn’t completely understand why.
We’d get up, put our hands into place
Literally almost die.

So we tried to just walk along
Conversation was sparse.
We’d try to talk, but the sliding around
Make the entire thing a farce.

We realized quite quickly
That although both were quite fond
We couldn’t begin a relationship
Upon a frozen pond.


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