Death was alone with his bad mood
a night when she does not feels fine,
but her feelings changed for good
when she saw a cute little ursine.
This white bear will be a great pet
no more nights of sadness and gloom.
She will get it, you can bet
even if I condemn him to his doom.
outside the home was the lady with no skin
a bony hand knocked the wooden door
Icy the bear meet a scary grin
To bad! now he must clean the floor.
A Bear can be a very fast being
Run at thirty miles per hour
But Icy was faster at fleeing
Real fear granted him such a power.
fleeing to the roadway was his logic
tried dodging all the running cars.
But the outcome of course was tragic
when a flying lady darkened the stars.
Thirteen corpses and dozens in pain
is not important in Death´s opinions
but all this chaos was not vain
now she have many flat companions.