White man skis, red ice slide
and the ice conjoins to the river red
surviving in cold flight
White man swims, sweat,
the cold n hot water fight
Black man ski, black in the night,
and it glows red of the moon light
Then ware wolves guide
Black man skis, still
on floating chunks, he rides
Brown man skis, red but night
as he sees, no bloody moon in sight
Cold shivers, as they hunt brides
Yawning on ice edge, exclaims
"Idiots, those penguins lied"
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