Rode an ATV to tea

Fresh from meeting Sam Magee.

Grand digs and heirloom china too,

All because “we like you”?

We like you too and we might stay

But oh, the winter’s cruel they say.

So dark and cold that fissures crack,

The Robert Service cabin in Dawson City, Yukon.

Grit and grunt to fill them back.

La, the stories locals tell

Of artfully rebranding Hell.

Engage the neurons, thrill and train

Before the darkness drills your brain.

Wouldst thou learn a sexy skill?

Tassel twirling o’er the hill.

Weaving, pickiin’, tossing ax,

Write a memoir, make up facts.

Ice worms dancing in the road?

Sober up … or craft an ode.

Teach a bear to mush, a horse snowshoe

Let the moose do what he wants to.

Bait a friend to feat so brave

He winds up living in a cave.

Poet bare gives all he can,

Nuggets shielded by a pan.

Snowshoeing horse from louderfunier.blogspot.com

Skidoo bombs from choppers plop

Airlifted village spirit prop.

Tis the law of club and fang

All for one or all will hang.

Thaw-digra’s for strutting stuff

The bell done knelled on hanging tough.

A bowling alley barges in…

No worries, we got it, lean in!