I live beyond the reach of man, among the polar bears,
My gamings shit, but with my wit no one f....g cares,
There ain't a great deal for us to do above the arctic line
I amuse my fellow idiots with my prose and rhyme
Sometimes they get shitty at my witty banter
But wtf do I care, my keyboard it doth canter
I'm never lothe to comment, on anything at all
Especially with non members, and boy I have a ball
The locals will kill anything that moves out in the snow
But I'm a lot wiser, that's not the way to go
It's warmer and I kill more sitting by my screen
But it's a lonely life indoors, my neighbours are unseen
Not that I am lonely, no not lonely at any time
Theres lots of friends in my life, but all of them online
My best mates RobMc a handsome little brute
There are so few women up here I tell him that he's cute
So spare a thought you fellow idiots for us among the snow
Locked by our computers with nowhere else to go
I think the perfect mate for me, although as yet unseen
Would be that fellow idiot, who calls herself 'Icequeen'.
(Not my best but should give you a laugh Ayaq)