Robert Frost once said: to perish in fire
would be his choice
in the time most dire.

But should I have chosen thrice
my final vote would go to ice,
the pain of flame
just too great a price.
If world's end should come by night,
I would embrace Cold's numb sleep,
rather than to witness the sight
of dying bodies charred by light.

Therefore, I say:
Heed my advice.
For to perish in ice
would be quite nice