He started out a simple ice molecule
So simple and clear,
Temperature changed and he fell
So far without a smear.
As he approached the ground
He began to see,
An orifice so scary
Right next to a tree.
Closer and Closer
Out of control,
Spiraling down
Into the hole.
Splat, he hit
A soft landing for sure,
He was all done falling,
All done with his tour.
Not knowing where he was
For he was so young,
Eeeek!
Warm,soft...It was a tongue!
