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Santa breathed in the cool night air, Thinking back on the days of old, Before the polar ice cap started Melting. When weather was REALLY cold! "I barely need my heavy jacket," Santa said to himself in dismay. "With all this ice so mushy and slushy, How will the reindeer pull my sleigh?" A polar bear came trudging by, Emaciated and sour in mood. Shrinking along with the habitat Was the bear's supply of food. "Santa," asked the polar bear, "Do you know what's happening here? Something very sinister is Adversely affecting the cryosphere. "The temperature's rising on land and sea. I have to say, this isn't nice. I don't mean to be punny here, But we are walking on very thin ice." "Seabirds, too, are leaving," said Santa. "And so are ice-dependent seals. Pressure on the ecosystem, Is making it hard for them to find meals." Feeling pessimistic, the bear Wandered off, shaking his head. Santa muttered, **** fossil fuels!" And sloshed his way into his shed. The once-jolly man started to work On a project in which he seemed engrossed. Soon he emerged, carrying A "For Sale" sign stuck to a post, Which he placed on his property. He sighed, "Talk about regrets. Why the heck didn't I give More kids chemistry sets?" - by Bob B (12-20-16)
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Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 10:33 AM UTC
Bad News for Santa: Trouble at the North Pole
Santa breathed in the cool night air, Thinking back on the days of old, Before the polar ice cap started Melting. When weather was REALLY cold! "I barely need my heavy jacket," Santa said to himself in dismay. "With all this ice so mushy and slushy, How will the reindeer pull my sleigh?" A polar bear came trudging by, Emaciated and sour in mood. Shrinking along with the habitat Was the bear's supply of food. "Santa," asked the polar bear, "Do you know what's happening here? Something very sinister is Adversely affecting the cryosphere. "The temperature's rising on land and sea. I have to say, this isn't nice. I don't mean to be punny here, But we are walking on very thin ice." "Seabirds, too, are leaving," said Santa. "And so are ice-dependent seals. Pressure on the ecosystem, Is making it hard for them to find meals." Feeling pessimistic, the bear Wandered off, shaking his head. Santa muttered, **** fossil fuels!" And sloshed his way into his shed. The once-jolly man started to work On a project in which he seemed engrossed. Soon he emerged, carrying A "For Sale" sign stuck to a post, Which he placed on his property. He sighed, "Talk about regrets. Why the heck didn't I give More kids chemistry sets?" - by Bob B (12-20-16)
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Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 10:33 AM UTC
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