Cold stark dry they stride across the sea.
Icy snowy and hulking massive as can be
Thick in the ice fell over twice bumbling over the ocean
Spinning and zigzagging turning away all in slow motion
Going north ever so slowly as the melting point draws near
Closer to New Zealand as it begins to disappear
As it grows closer to shore it seems to of had enough
As it falls onto shore it is nothing but a pile of slush.
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